Monday, August 12, 2013

Awesome ALASKA--Eric keeps us safe

So, you know how you go through airport security, and other security when you enter big arenas and places like that?  Do you ever wonder if all the hassle of taking off your shoes, emptying your pockets, making sure you don't have a big metal watch or belt on, not to mention putting all your liquids on those 3-1-1 bags is doing anything for our safety other than making life inconvenient for all of us? Do you ever wonder if these measured do anything to get "the bad guys"?

I used to wonder about that, and then I traveled with Eric.

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Eric has an insulin pump. For those who aren't familiar with these (I wasn't), what that means is he has a tube that is attached via what's called an inset to his body. One end of the tube goes through the inset and feeds insulin in through his abdomen. The other end is attached to a small device that looks kind of like a pager. This device is a pump. Because of the pump, whenever Eric eats anything, as soon as he's finished eating, he can estimate the amount of insulin that he needs, pull out the pump, and order up the correct amount of insulin to cover his meal. Much much more convenient than shots, which generally have to be injected before eating, which is more painful and offers less flexibility than the pump option.

However, I assume because of this pump (and the fact that he has to carry spare insulin in an insulated lunch sack with a freezer pack or two thrown in),  Eric never makes it through security without having to endure further scanning and searching.  This trip was no exception.  While we were on vacation, Eric was stopped and scanned for both of our flights. The second flight even involved the added bonus of a step-by-step search of all his carry-on paraphernalia in addition to the standard x-ray and then body-with-a-wand scan.

(It's still a small price to pay for the convenience of a pump--particularly when you think about how rarely Eric ends up on an airplane.)

Funny thing though--this time, when we got to the ship, Eric got through security just fine, which wasn't surprising, but his suitcase did not, which was very surprising. We didn't know this at first, since you "check" your lugguage at the dock, and one of the millions of cruise workers then take your bags and deposit them in your stateroom within an hour or two of you boarding the ship. Only, one of Eric's bags never came.

We asked our steward, who directed us to the passenger services (a/k/a the purser's) desk. The purser directed us to a pile of 10 or so bags, instructing us to see if ours was in there. It wasn't. We went back to the purser's desk, where they instructed us to go to security, which we did.

Come to find out, Eric had packed a knife in his bag, along with box cutters, along with duck tape. I suppose it's no surprise that he wasn't given his suitcase right off the bat, huh?

As it turned out, we ended up using the duck tape three different times before we got back home, so - not a bad little item to pack I guess.  

2 comments:

Harmony said...

Love it! Way to be prepared Eric!

Mom C said...

Bless him. I still don't understand the box cutters but the duct tape was a lifesaver when Doug's suitcase fell apart at the end of the trip.

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