You feel the haze start to come over you. It starts at the top of your brain and it’s almost like you can see the shade being pulled down. Slowly, you feel your body start to feel heavy. Sluggish. Your mind is now foggy and as much as you try to sort out your thoughts- you just can’t. Everything somehow feels….grey. Your vision gets fuzzy and nothing is making sense. People are talking to you and you don’t know what they’re saying. You feel yourself fall deeper. You’re slippi
I hate it. I’m not good with numbers. I don’t like numbers. I want words. Sentences. Paragraphs. Something I can see and understand and even recite back! I can punch the same phone number 6x in a row and not remember more than the first 3 numbers. Couldn’t tell ya why. I’ve just always been that way. Then, the other day, my husband, Moony was getting Ollie ready for me. I reminded him I needed 125 units in the pump, not 100 since we’re pregnant (SURPRISE!) and I always need m
Ever had someone say something to you that made you so mad that you vowed to never forget it for the rest of your life? Not to harbor bad feelings, not to make yourself feel worse, and sure as hell not to relive that day and the emotions…but to remind yourself that you will never let anyone make you feel like that again. A couple weeks ago at work I got told I was the “biggest disappointment of 2015“. After my big head-honcho boss told me this, I sat for about 2 second before
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
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
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.
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
“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