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Wed-with-D

Recently I have been thinking about how Diabetes will factor into my wedding day timeline. I mean, planning the hair, makeup, limo, vows, etc. is fairly straightforward (somewhat stressful, but straightforward). Preparing for the wedded "D" requires a little more planning. I have started working through the questions...

(1) Where will the pump chillax? Answer: in it's normal spot, if you know where that is, great...if you don't...umm its a little awkward....imagine a lady at a bar without a purse...gottit?

(2) Who is going to carry all the D-crap? Answer: several people. I think I'm going to make a bag of sorts to carry the necessities: test kit, insulin pen, extra sites, glucose tabs, glucagon(?!?!?!?!).

And then there are "those" questions...

(3) What if the garter gets wrapped up in insulin pump tubing and Chris unknowingly yanks off my site?
          (a) Sub Question: What if he gets so caught up in the moment that he doesn't realize said pump site has been ripped off and shoots the garter into the group of boys and the pump site sticks to one of their heads?! Ewww....

(4) How embarrassing would it be to have to munch on some glucose tabs during the ceremony and then kiss Chris with the chalky-post-glucose-tab-with-no-water mouth? Gross...

(5) What kind of temp basal will I need to rock while we are dancing?

(6) What happens if I get an episode of itchy site?

(7) Will someone look at me strange if I have to shoot up with the pen while in my wedding dress?

I know, you are probably thinking I am overreacting with all the what-ifs, but I would almost bet money that something even crazier is going to happen, something I can't even imagine right now. And when it does, I hope I am prepared, or that my "people" are prepared. Any Type 1's out there have wisdom to share about wedding what-ifs?

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  1. Since I'm not quite there yet, I don't have any personal advice but I did come across these tales (and many others) on the interwebs.

    http://www.textingmypancreas.com/2010/09/in-pump-failure-and-in-health.html

    http://sixuntilme.com/blog2/2008/11/insulin_pumps_in_wedding_dress.html

    Hope they help!

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  2. April, this is one of the coolest pictures I have ever seen!!

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  3. This post is excellent, all the same questions I have and am working through answering!!! Wedding in December - Omnipod is bulky.

    First thought, camo it in the frills of my dress around the waste. Second thought, why be embarrassed/ashamed: flaunt proudly on the arm! (still working through this and haven't quite decided yet)

    Who will hold my D stuff - my loving and dedicated MOH will have it stashed in her bouquet, or just within reach.

    I don't have the garter/tubing issues as my pod is tubeless... awesomeness.

    I figure there's no way my sugar is going to get low with all the alcohol I will be consuming (not that I will get trashed, just happily enjoying my wedding with my closest fam and friends).

    Looking forward to more wedding blogs!!!

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  4. So I found your blog through http://dmeanderings.wordpress.com/ since today is Find a Friend day for Diabetes Blog Week... but anyway... I'm looking forward to reading your blog! I'm getting married in about a year and reading this post specifically all I could do was think "I THOUGHT OF THE EXACT SAME THING!" People call me crazy, but I think of everything that could go wrong. So I'm glad I'm not as crazy as people think I am! lol

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