Back... And the internet is finally working! - Emma.

Diabetes camp was an amazing experience, but one of the more tiring experiences of my life. Especially because the (strong) anti-histamines I was taking for my sun allergy like.. destroy me. (I get side effects of lethargy, dizziness and falling asleep in bizzare places that normal people can't fall asleep in.) It was a week long, and every day there were 4 activities that were an hour and a half long, and one two - three hour activity. That's over 8 hours of activity a day - woaaahh. Haha, we crashed every night at 10 or 11, because we were SO exhausted and we had to be down at breakfast by 8.

The camp itself was run by Diabetes UK, and took place in Osmington Bay, in Dorset. It was a really pretty area, right beside the sea, and some of the activities we did (kayaking and raft building, which were three hours each) took place in the sea. The water smelt AWFUL, ewwwwwww. I got on alright with most people there, including the people in my room, luckily.

For the first four days I had NO hypos (my control was amazing compared to usual, actually, I stayed between 4 (70) and 13 (234) for FOUR DAYS).

I started hypoing way more as the week went on though, until the sixth day when I had five lows... Ouuuch. I hatehatehate feeling low! I also had a night time low, which are quite rare for me. BUT it was awesome because on the few occasions when I have had night lows I've never woken up naturally and been able to treat it myself (either I get coincidentally woken up by thunder or something or my mum wakes me up) but I DID. I woke up before I was even quite down to 50 and had lucozade. YAAAAAAAAAAAY. (=

Since getting back I've had a couple of lows as well, I had to lower my night time basal rate to 0.2u/h (from 0.25). Basically, camp was awesome though. Apart from the fact that our bathroom flooded.. And my friend's toilet exploded. It was actually gross.

The pump's going okay as well, I've had one incredibly amazingly kinked cannula and one incident this morning when the cannula (and some of the tubing) filled with blood. When I saw blood in the tubing I decided to change the set, but my reading was 170 at that point so it obviously hadn't been affecting the delivery for long.

No injections = AMAZING.