On Tuesday, the sensors arrived on the front step and I rushed downstairs with them to insert my long-missed accessory. I had just finished putting it in place when a horrible thought occurred to me...my transmitter was still in the drawer next to my side of the bed at home! After a few minutes of beating myself up for forgetting it, I called my Mom to see if she could run over to our house, grab it, and mail it to me. She was more than willing and did so the next day, but unfortunately, it was Christmas Eve and the FedEx store was closed. With a useless sensor in place and my transmitter 8 hours away, I was thwarted...again. I knew I'd have to wait until I got home to start using my Dexcom again.

Today, after a long 23-day hiatus, I am happily reconnected to my Dexcom. I never want to be disconnected again!
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