If You're Going to Stare ...
Last night at the gym, I put my bag in the locker and took off my sweatshirt. Wearing my black yoga pants, sports bra, and a tank top, I went into the bathroom section of the locker room to put my hair in a ponytail.
Two other women were at the sinks, chatting in Spanish and washing their hands. They were standing to my left and as I raised my arm to put the elastic in my hair, I noticed that both women had stopped talking for a minute and were staring at my arm. Staring like I had moldy peach stuck to my arm, or maybe one of those bizarre happy spiders.
Then I remembered that the Dexcom sensor is comfortably resting on the back of my left arm. Facing them.
I had a quick surge of "Grrrrr," as in "What are you staring at, woman? Never seen a CGM sensor before?" ... then I had to check my attitude. No, they probably haven't ever seen a continuous glucose monitoring sensor before. Just because it's something I'm used to doesn't mean it's something they are used to. After yesterday's post purge and your wonderful and inspiring comments, I felt ready to cast off some of this anger and try, instead, to help.
So I decided to smile instead.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to notice that you're staring." Gestured to my arm. "This thing - it's for my type 1 diabetes. It's a glucose monitor."
"Oh my goodness, I did not mean to stare," said the woman in the green shirt. "I was like, 'Is that an iPod thing or something?' I have never seen that kind of thing before."
Her friend with the glasses leaned in. "For diabetes?"
"Yeah. I know it doesn't look completely natural, and I would stare, too, if it wasn't something I was used to." Glasses and Green Shirt smiled back. "It's cool. I just didn't want you wondering if I was some kind of cyborg or something."
Green Shirt laughed. "Cyborg? No, chica. It's interesting looking. I was waiting for, like, the music to come out of it or something. But I didn't mean to stare. Lo siento, my friend."
"Not a problem at all. Have a good workout!"
I left the locker room and went to do my workout. After I was done, I went back in to grab my sweatshirt and saw Glasses and Green Shirt getting their gear together. Flashed them a quick smile. Glasses smiled back. Green Shirt tapped her left arm and gave me a knowing nod.
Some people can try to bring you down. But others, even strangers, can raise you up.