I was excited yesterday when I checked the mailbox and saw a small package waiting for me. Since I don’t get much real mail anymore, it’s a treat to see something other than advertisements in the mailbox. Before I looked at the package, I knew what it was, the medical ID I’d ordered from RoadID.
I went inside, opened the box and announced to Jessica, “My road ID has arrived.”
Both of the IDs I’d ordered were in the box and the information printed on them was correct. All was good, so I relaxed and started to look at my new toys. I admired the dog tag and the ankle ID and then tried them on.
I don’t usually wear jewelry, except for my wedding ring, but I instantly liked the dog tag. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about being tagged and about wearing medical ID. But it felt surprisingly good. I don’t know if it was because the dog tag is kind of cool (in a militaristic sort of way) or because wearing it is the right and safe thing to do. Either way, it felt good to have it on, and Jess approved, too.
I’m not used to having anything on my ankle, so the ankle ID felt strange. It’s not something I’ll wear all of the time. But I need to test run both the IDs to see which I prefer to run with. The marathon is just around the corner. I need to decide quickly.
At this point, it’s hard for me to say whether I’ll always wear medical idea. But running with it, especially when I’m alone, or far from home in a place where I don’t know anyone, seems wise. Diabetes wisdom seems to come my way with time. It wasn’t all that long ago that I ran without a glucometer. Now I run with one, wear an insulin pump, have medical ID on me… all that’s left to get is a CGM!
