Wednesday, February 08, 2006

I've decided that technology doesn't like me.
My Cozmonitor died today. E4. Consult users Manual. User manual says to call Cozmo. I call them, they say to try changing the battery. I make a trip out to Meijer (kinda like Wal-mart) and pay $1.99 for a new battery. This is the second time I've had this lovely E4 error, and I know full well it's not the battery, but I will make the service people happy and try it anyway. I put the new, shiny battery in, and low and behold, yet another E4 error. I called Cozmo yet again. After waiting on hold, I go through the whole "did it get wet", "did you drop it" thing again. Finally he asks me my shipping address. This has become a tricky question for me. Sometimes I live in the dorm. Sometimes I live at home. Sometimes, like this weekend, I'm on a school break, and I'm at other places. I take and chance and have it shipped to my house. He thinks it will be there Monday. It's a good thing I like that little silver flash meter! It's still a pain, but I think I'll manage.
If there is one thing having diabetes for 17 years has taught me, its the "smile and nod" routine. Oh, your great uncle had diabetes and had both his legs cut off? That's nice. Smile and nod. Oh? There is an herbal cure advertised on Saturday afternoon TV? That's nice. Smile and nod. The customer service guy recommends I put a piece of tape on the end of the Cozmonitor so dust and lint can't get in when it's in my pocket? Smile and nod. (or, since it's on the phone, "ok. I'll try that!") Smile and nod, smile and nod, smile and nod.......

PS For all the mothers out there, I am getting lots of sleep. I went to bed at 10.30 last night. 10:30!! That's crazy early! I am still very tired, but that's about as bad as it's gotten.

6 comments:

Kerri. said...

Smile and nod, smile and nod. I know that routine. It's questions like, "Can you eat salt?" as I'm about to take a fistful of peanuts that makes me sigh, smile and nod.

But after all these years, I'm sort of sick of smiling and nodding. I've gone more the "Smile, Nod, and Educate" route.

Yes, I can eat these. Yes, I am diabetic. Yes, I know there's sugar in that. Yes, I understand you had a great grandmother that disintegrated from diabetes. Yes, I know it looks like I have a garage door opener on my hip. Yes, I'm okay. Yes, I still have a life.

Sigh.

julia said...

You guys are better than I am. I stopped smiling and nodding a long time ago. Now I just get annoyed and correct people.

I should start a "How To Lose Friends And Alienate People" seminar.

Sandra Miller said...

Smile and nod. No, I haven't learned that routine yet either.

Maybe parents are just incapable.

And Jen-- yes, I am glad to hear you're getting some sleep.

Shannon said...

Out of sheer survival (for me and the other person), I have to do the nod and smile because they'd have to pry my dead, cold hands from around the other person's neck.

I've had too many people insist that they were right about lizard spit curing Type 1 or that vegetables don't have carbs and that I was sorely mistaken if I disputed their wrong information.

As a mom, I'm very happy you got enough sleep :)

Mandy said...

My grandmother used to tell me how many packets of Sweet n' Low she put in the water to cook the carrots, because God forbid she used real sugar. But she served the carrots with homemade biscuits, fried pork chops, mashed potatoes, and gravy. I never could convince her that those things were worse than those poor innocent fake-sugared carrots.

Anonymous said...

I got a whole spate of e4 messages over the last couple of days. Can't find my manual so I did a google search and got 2 hits and your blog is the only one that is meaningful. Anyway, I think my problem is 'cause the IR windows aren't quite lined up so I took the cap off, took it apart and put it back together. Seems to have helped. I am coming to regret my choice in getting a cozmo pump. Sigh :(