Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Flying Pump!

My pump has a mind of its own. During body combat (my all-time favorite exercise class), my pump detached from the clip and flew into the air! Then it swung recklessly around a couple of times. Just close your eyes and imagine a cowboy perfecting his rope-swinging skills. And now visualize a class full of people perfecting their punching and kicking skills. You now have the picture of what my workout looked like the past two days! Wow-that was embarrasing...and frightening! I can only imagine what would happen if it detached from my BODY??! 
I do wonder where my pump wants to travel to--perhaps to another country? My pump loves traveling as much as I do...I guess that's what happens when you're attached to something 24/7!

Monday, November 14, 2011

11.14: World Diabetes Day

BG: 186
Today's a day to remember all of the many years that people have been fighting diabetes. No matter what type of diabetes it may be--type 1, 2, or 1.5--we've all been struggling with a lazy pancreas!
Today's a day to remember the advancements that have come about in diabetic research--it helps diabetics live a much more manageable life.
Today's a day to remember how strong we are. As I always say: it takes a strong person to be a diabetic
Today's a day to remember, we are not alone.
Today, my World Diabetes Day postcard came. Perfect timing...right on the day! I was thrilled about getting something other than bills in the mail! This project was incredibly fun--and I look forward to participating again next year!
My postcard from Florida

Saturday, November 12, 2011

My World Diabetes Day Postcard

The creative Lee Ann Thill put together a World Diabetes Day Postcard Exchange.  Everyone was matched with another diabetic.  Each person was to create a postcard and send it on or before November 14th.  On Monday--which is World Diabetes Day--all of the postcards will be in transit and the blue diabetes circle will be seen by all! The diabetes love will be shared with the whole world!  
526 people took place from every continent! How cool is that?!  I am so excited to receive mine! 
Until then--here's mine, which I mailed out this morning...

Thursday, November 3, 2011

4 Years Ago

Some things I hold close to my heart: hope for a cure [bracelet], my marriage to Kristopher [wedding ring], and my kitty [who is always purring next to me when I have a high or low], LB.

Today is my 4 year diabetic anniversary. I chose to celebrate by writing a poem of my memories with this disease...
There’s one day a year,
It’s inevitable---impossible to miss.It is when I’m reminded of all the fear.
It’s November 3rd--the day I reminisce.
Bolus, basal, lancets---what do those bizarre words mean?It instantaneously became engrained in my life.
All of this immediately became my routine.
Diabetes suddenly became my own personal strife.
Without hesitation, the doctor uttered, “You won’t be able to do this or that!”As I lay there, dumbfounded, in the hospital bed.
Family surrounded me; they put their arms around me and gave me a pat.
I embraced this challenge and learned not to dread my life ahead.
And now I’m on track,I’m strong and I proved the doctors wrong.
There’s no looking back.
I knew in my heart--I could do it all along.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

I Wasn't Told...

Doctors don't tell you how to cope with medical bills--owing hundreds of dollars for pump supplies. Think for a moment about the thousandsof dollars my insurance company pays and hundreds that I shell out--just to lead a 'normal' life!
No, doctors don't tell you how to handle the fact that you have to pay outrageous amounts of money for all the little things: AAA batteries, alcohol swabs, glucose tabs, & bandaids. Those supplies aren't covered by insurance. How little we hear of the financial burden for diabetics.
Doctors don't warn you about the extra money you will have to provide for healthy meals. Sure--eating pasta, pizza, and all of the other wonderful carbs are cheaper...but how much is my health worth? So--the fruits, veggies, meats, fish, and almonds that help me stay a strong diabetic, also empties my wallet. Diabetics don't have the option to eat "cheaply," since cheap = crazy, uncontrollable bg's.
Oh, how nice it would be if I was told that I'd spend hours upon hours of my life on the phone--fighting for my rights. The right to be covered for this horrible disease.  
Doctors don't tell you how much money you will put out for doctors appointments.  Your general doctor, endocronologist, optometrist, dietician--just to name a few.  Copays, deductibles, coinsurance, in network/out of network--I've got numbers and terminology coming out of my ears!
The endocronologists don't tell me, because they showme: 

  • They're there for me (when I upload my blood glucose numbers and they give me the feedback I needimmediately.)
  • Constant encouragement ("You're doing great!")
  • I deserve the best health and that they'll fight for me! ("She needs the glucose sensor because it canliterally save her life!")
  • They feel my economic pain ("Here's some samples (of insulin, etc.) to help get you through.")

Thank you, my wonderful & supportive group of endocronologists. I'm lucky to have you in my life.