I put a Libre sensor on on Thursday morning. It was less than accurate on Thursday night, saying first of all that I was 2.9 but when I tested with my Combo handset I was actually 8.0 and then later in the night it said 3.6 when I was actually 7.2. That aside, we got up uncharacteristically early on Friday as we were off on another "adventure" aka a cheap return train fare courtesy of Great Western Railways "over 60's" offer of a £15 return to Exeter and we had booked 2 nights in the Premier Inn St David's.
So walked to the local station (about 10 mins walk, dragging our little cases) after eating toast and OMG... spent the journey fighting down BGs in the teens - toast is not good for me!
We took a packed lunch and as I said, it wasn't great for BGs but hey ho.... Arrived in Exeter and checked into the hotel opposite the station, then walked 20 minutes mostly uphill into Exeter centre where we did a bit of looking round the shops. Naturally that induced a hypo.. or two, but was well armed with glucose tabs and got a packet of crisps in the Greene King where we stopped off for a drink about 6pm before going round the Christmas market in Cathedral Close. Went for an early dinner in Cote in the close, which was nice, but we were really tired, so pleased to just eat and get the bus back to the hotel. The Libre sensor seemed to kick in and be more or less close to the Combo meter by that time.
Friday we got up and took our time in the room getting ready, and had some snacks we had taken with us in lieu of brekky. I had to change my cannula and discovered that I had forgotten to pack the applicator, but I did it manually and all seemed fine. We took the bus into the city centre and did a bit of shopping. We were in M&S and I was holding all J's outer clothing whilst he tried on some winter jackets when my pump started to alarm. I had had it in my bra for a day and a half by this time because I had only taken 2 pairs of trousers with me, neither of which had pockets. Arghhh... anyway, I finally found a quiet corner of the men's department, I thought, OK, the tubing is squished in my bra so that might be the occlusion, got the pump out, primed it through and it seemed OK, so relocated it in my bra and off we went for more shopping. All was fine until we went to Cafe Rouge for lunch.
Right as I was served with a hot twice baked souffle I tried to bolus. Yep... got 2u in and ha ha... alarms going off and another occlusion. This was not so easy since we had a table situated in the centre of the restaurant. I managed to fish out the pump, silence it and get it to deliver another couple of units before it went off again. Silenced it, decided that the souffle needed eating and as it was very light and came with salad it didn't need much insulin. With some trepidation I also ate my main course of mussels & decided to eat some of my frites and correct later. So afterwards I went to the ladies... unhooked everything and primed it all through, cos I could actually see some bubbles. I was unsure whether these had formed because of having the insulin get so warm as it was so close to my skin. Or... in fact if my cannula was to blame. Things then seemed to be OK and finally after lunch we did quite a long walk to find the restaurant we had chosen for the evening meal. Walked 20 minutes downhill back to the hotel after that in the late afternoon to drop off our shopping and then caught a bus back to the city centre.
In retrospect I should have put a pen with some Apidra into my bag as I had taken one with me in a Frio, but I honestly thought it had been a bubble and I'd got rid of it. We stopped off in the Christmas Market to buy a couple of small things and have a glass of mulled wine, then made our way to the restaurant (about 10 mins walk from the centre). Now I have to say we ordered an array of truly delicious tapas at Cafe Catalan (couldn't recommend it more) and... oh yea... pumpy was alarming again with an occlusion! I was thoroughly naffed off at this point and it did spoil what would have been a fantastic and delicious meal for me. When we finally got back to the hotel I did a full change, cannula, reservoir etc and no probs since... but why does it always have to happen just as we are about to enjoy a beautiful meal?