The Pump Bites It

Argh. Tonight, in the midst of getting the kids fed, bathed, and ready for bed, my dear old insulin pump quit working. What timing...David not home, kids grumpy. The close range background noise during my conversation with the Animas tech over the phone consisted of Jackson singing (screaming) the song, "Oklahoma" while splashing in the bathtub, and Addie crying in my ear because of yet another tooth(makes 8). Needless to say, I was a bit frustrated and a bit freaked out since I've been dependent on the pump for almost two years now. Tomorrow I will have to go about things a bit more old school than I'd like, but yippee for UPS delivering on Saturdays.