
Lately, during school softball, I have been having some trouble with the umpires' and their persistent questions about my pump. When I go up to bat, even though my pump is tucked away and most times out of clear sight, they find a way to spot it and call me out...

"My time," yells the home plate ump! I step out of the box and turn towards him. The first couple of times they would ask questions like..."What is that?", "Is that a cell phone?", or "Excuse me can you come here for a second?". I have even got "Is that an Ipod?" No, its an insulin pump." "Oh! i thought you were listening to some Diddy or something"....Now it goes a little something like this: "My time," - ump. I turn, and before they have a chance to ask, I reply "Its an Insulin Pump for Diabetes." That's when, i think they feel a little bad about interrupting or they just say OK that's fine. But I absolutely hate when they ask me about it...I don't know why it bothers me, I guess it is just the fact that-after they say it-I'm thinking about it and my focus is gone and has shifted to me and my pump. When I'm batting, i like to get up there, clear my head, and do what I gotta do, but when they inevitably bring it up...it leads to my destruction. I find that my mind races and I usually strike out when it happens.
Now, my coach is getting into the habit of telling the umpires before hand, that we have a diabetic with an insulin pump on our team, just to let them know so they won't bug me.
I'm surprised they haven't called me out about my Bracelet...??? I don't even try to hide that. lol
