Well…I went to the endo yesterday and my head is still spinning. As I’ve said before, I love love love my endo now. He’s understanding, patient and lets me tell him exactly what’s going on- no need to lie. It’s great. With everything going on lately, I finally asked something that I’ve been avoiding asking for…a long time. I honestly am not even sure what made me ask it finally…but after sitting there with him for a little bit I heard the words “So what do you think about th

Why oh why in the world is most everything SF- butterscotch?! I’ve wondered this all of betic life. And 17 years later – I still have nooo freakin’ clue! I can appreciate a good ol’ butterscotch hard candy every now and then but all things all butterscotch all the time?! Noooo thank you! Lately, I’ve been wanting chocolate like a crazy person. Our concierge at work was eating some the other day, and I swear it took everything in me to not take it from her hand and start munch

Some people think it’s weird that I name my cars (currently I have Bruce and before that was Carlos) Then,  they find out I also named my coffee maker (Kenny) and my fridge (Ralph). All of a sudden? The car doesn’t seem so weird does it? haha When I first got my Omnipod, I had a hard time accepting it. (see one of my first posts: gettin over the pump slump) Part of what helped me was accepting that he was now a part of me. Soo – I named him. Ollie. Ollie the OmniPod. My fri

Cliffs of Maher Last week, Moony and I took an adventure to Ireland! Needless to say, when we first booked it- i was beyond excited. A 6 day Ireland adventure with my best friend? Yes. I was sold. I honestly hadn’t even thought about the diabetic aspect of it until about a month out. Would security be different since I was going to another country? Would customs be tough with the insulin and pods? It sure wasn’t going to stop me (I was going to see rogue sheep after all!!) bu

In the past couple of months, there’s been tons of controversy over the whole Caitlin Jenner situation and the Woman of the Year title. Now, I am in noooo way commenting on that at all. I just think it’s funny how people take their difference stances on it. Some people are calling her “brave” and others are saying she just wants attention. That got me thinking about what it meant to actually be brave. Bravery: brae-ver-ee; noun Courageous behavior or character. Synonyms: co

I try to look at it differently now since it really is a victory of sorts! Another year of not letting the diabetes defeat me. Another year of sticking to my guns and not giving up. Don’t get me wrong- today was still a really rough day for me. I still thought about what life would be like if I never had the disease. What decisions would I have made differently? Would I still love chocolate? (Man, I looooved chocolate before I was diagnosed) Would my childhood memories of sle

This past Saturday the Bean’s Betes team walked in the One Walk in Beacon, NY. It was raining, cold, and had the threat of a hurricane. Yup, you read that correctly – a hurricane. But my team was there and representing proudly! We had 12 people walking and braving the weather for such a great cause. Team Bean’s Betes! The turn out as a whole wasn’t as amazing as last year but none the less, it was incredible to see the outpouring of love and support from people. Omnipod had t

Ya know how I’ve said I do stupid things? Well, unfortunately I have another example of that. Couple weekends ago I went to Moony’s high school reunion. (I think I should get major points for this) After bringing about 12 different options to his house- I landed on a black dress and some fun, blue heels. Everything was going went well until we were back at his friend’s house and I was told we were going to the bar. “It’s right down the street” Okay, no biggie-I was down to w

Ever wondered what an OmniPod looks like on the inside? I found out for us haha Yesterday I got a call from a weird number…naturally I didn’t pick up. (stranger danger!!) I listened to the voicemail and it was a message on Insulet Corporation about my Omnipods. Apparently, there’s a voluntary recall on some of the pods. My next action? I Google-d. This is what I found:  (excerpts from Omnipod voluntary recall info ) “Insulet Corporation (Insulet or the Company) initiated a lo

BAM Screenshot of his flight itinerary. Mind. Blown. So, in 3 days Pickle the Texan will be returning to NY to attend a JDRF walk. My JDRF walk. To support such a great cause. To support me. It’s absolutely crazy. In fact, “crazy” isn’t even the word. I don’t even know what is! (And I’m rarely at a loss for words!) It reiterated what I’ve been realizing more and more lately: I have some pretty freakin’ amazing people in my life.  My endocrin system may have failed me with

What a freakin’ stupid statement!! What exactly does a diabetic look like ma’am?! Holy crapzoids- it took everything in me to not ask my client that the other day. Let me back up…. I’m in the car industry. (Now, before you go and visualize some middle-age man with a horrible suit and comb over…times have changed. I assure you: I don’t have a comb over, nor a horrible polyester suit) As I’ve said 239857x- I work for a great company. One that truly looks out for its’ clients an

Sooo Moony calls me “Kool Aid”. It’s weird. I dig it. haha One day he tells he got me a little something. Interesting... After he says that,  he tells me he wants it to be a surprise so he won’t tell me what it is… Not an hour later he sent me a picture of what it was. (Apparently surprises aren’t his forte) It was a “Kool Aid Liquid”. Cherry flavored. It was cute. Kinda, sorta odd- but cute. THEN! He goes:  “0 sugar”. Boom. “Cute” just turned to “awesome” I can’t even ma

Hypernatremia: noun.  hy-per-na-tre-mia :  the presence of an abnormally high concentration of sodium in the blood A smidgeybit back, Moony wanted to make dinner. It was a crazy, sweet gesture. It’s something that I’m definitely not used to. I’m the kinda gal that takes care of people and I am not used to being taken care of. In fact, people doing things for me kind of makes me uncomfortable… But anywhoooo…. Never before did I know that sodium poisoning was a real thing. A

Ahh, those three little letters that can strike fear into anyone who knows what the heck it is! Whenever anyone asks me what DKA is- I’m always reeeaaal hesitant to tell them. I mean, it’s some seriously scary stuff! But, like everything with this blog- I want it all out there. So….let’s talk Diabetic ketoacidosis. Let’s get this part out of the way: yes, it’s life threatening. It results from a lack of insulin (to this I always say “duh”). What then happens is the body switc

My wifey and I have been through it all. And I mean, everything. She’s my rock. My common sense. My shoulder to cry on and my my biggest supporter. She’s one of verrrrryy few people who keep it real with me 100% of the time for 100% of the situations. She’s literally seen me at my very worst: crawling to the bathroom to throw up when I was in DKA and refusing to go to the ER. She is the sister I never had, so I did the next best thing- I made her my wifey! haha It was weird h

I don’t have a huge family. We’re a pretty small unit with big personalities. Birthdays for my aunts and uncles, therefore, were always pretty laid back. I have my Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Frank who lived right around the corner from me growing up. It was awesome. For Uncle Frank’s birthday, my AC would always make coffee angel food cake. Holy crap, I was in love. (and this may possibly be where my caffeine addiction began…hmm….) I loved this cake. So moist and spongey! Gahh! I

Sometimes things just click. It doesn’t happen often to me, rarely in fact, but! When it does- man, oh man does it feel good! I work with customers at my job, alllllll day every day. Assisting them with technology, making sure they’re completely satisfied with their experience. A while back I got the pleasure of meeting a great family whose son I (later learned) had type 1 betes. I cannot really explain the weird/happy rush I felt! Mr. A (the father) put it perfectly: it’s li

“I’m still mad at t1d since last night” Yup. That’s a real quote from Moony. (Don’t mind the nicknames) He, like so many other people, didn’t fully understand the struggles that come along with Type 1. We were talking one night about the upcoming walk, and the team shirts and blah, blah and I could tell it was actually bothering him. Not the walk of course, but the whole situation to why the walk was needed. After we got off the phone that night…that was the text I got in the

The dating scene is a hard one and with all the new technology, it leaves even an experienced dater a little baffled. What’s the appropriate length of time to respond to texts? Do you accept their friend request before you go out? Is it okay to stalk their Instagram? Is it bad luck to google them to make sure they aren’t wanted in 13 states? When is a good time to tell them you’re battery operated? I hold nothing back. Whether it’s a good or bad trait- it’s one I’ve got. With

When I was a little kid my dad would call me “toaster” around bedtime. I’d be put to bed then pop! I was up. Put back to bed and pop! Back up. Most of the time it was just because I was restless and didn’t want to lay in bed. One thing I did like about popping out of bed all the time was I could hear the tv that my mom was watching. Even though it’s probably not true at all, I felt like “cheers” reruns were always on. I remember thinking how awesome it was that Norm would wal