Sensor falling off. Think better switch tonight or risk fall-off during school/wind up pathetic search through dumpster for transmitter, like lost-orthodontic appliance person days of yore. This evening = third inserstion. Surround Bubs distracting entertainments:
Third time = Bigfoot feel fairly expert re harpoon mechanics. Read Katie’s instructions before approach belly, but not keep instructions by side for mid-harpoon consult. Hardest part always how fit in transmitter. Never can tell which is broader/narrower end; never can tell how match up magical dots, also always unsure how snap off plastic tab at end. Eventually everything click. Final flourish press center button on fart machine. Hilarious.
This time (as per Katie), apply IV Prep pad in “O,” harpoon, and then wipe the IV Prep pad on top of the sensor adhesive too. Wow. That thing plastered on like whoa. But Bubs so eager-beaver try Flexifix Opsite tape, so intriguing green grid pattern, crestfallen face when hear, “I don’t even think we need it.” So put that on too.
Skin where peel off old adhesive all red + mottled. Itchy too. I’ve been dying to scratch under there all week! Do you think I’ve been kind of a good boy? For not scratching it? Try scrub gunk off w. Uni-solve pad; fragrance offend Bubs + must apply elbow grease force. Bubs decide prefer keep brown-black gunk on skin.* It will probably just wash off in the shower. Optimistic child.
Currently in limbo while sensor settles into/acclimates/explores life outside factory wrapper. Like new baby. Know/hope it eventually nurse, open eyes, poop, crawl, walk, say words, draw pictures, predict medical phenomena. But sensor/baby become part of human world in mysterious, unhurried way. Bigfoot honored bear witness its unfolding presence.
*BONUS JOKE: What’s brown and sticky?
(Answer: a stick.)