This afternoon, I changed my pump site (as always). It was unusually painful, but I just gritted my teeth and moved on. That was, until Skeetch stepped on it. That was when I realized that it hurt very badly. I knew that it would bleed, so I told my mom to watch me take it out to see how bad it would be. I lifted up the edge and pulled it out like a bandaid. It immediately started gushing blood. Really gushing. My pants were soaked and my mom ran to get the camera instead of keeping me conscious from the extreme blood loss. It was super funny, but I like the story that I was shot better.
Also, my friend Porter had a stroke on Friday. He is currently in the ICU at Primary Children's Hospital. Keep him in your thoughts and prayers. I will be going up there on Wednesday and I am going to see if they will let me see him or at least drop off a little package. We love you, Porter! Get well soon!
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