Whenever I’m having an off day, it tends to read alllllll over my face. I don’t just mean just the “blahs” of not feeling good but the overall sugar spikes and roller coasters can be seen on my face. I swear people can see the track marks from the bus that just hit me. My one manager in particular is a champ at calling me out on it. I rarely ever tell anyone at work what my numbers are, or how my day is going diabetes wise because, well? Frankly it doesn’t matter. I’m there t
I’m that really annoying diabetic who will get mad at you for telling me I can’t eat a bowl of Mac n’ cheese and then make sure I’m drinking diet soda. People always seem to assume I’m trying to make some point when I do this. But that’s not the case!!
Let me explain: To me, carb counting is second nature. I could (and probably do) count carbs in my sleep, bolus with my eyes closed and most times be a-okay. Buuuuuuut I, personally, don’t do as well when we’re talking sugar s
Over 19 years ago I got handed a war. I was given the ultimate challenge and told if I didn’t fight, every single day, for the rest of my life – I wouldn’t just lose that war. I would lose my life. Over 19 years ago I accepted that my life would no longer be the same. No, I wasn’t happy about it. Yes, I had days and weeks of denial. No, I didn’t want to fight and there are days when I still don’t. But yes. Yes, I continued to prick my finger. Take the syringe and plunge it i
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
I’m a firm believer in and preacher of “no one ever promised fair”. Point blank. But sometimes even I sit there like “you’ve got to be kidding me universe!”
As of said before I was the poster child for anti-pump living. “Was” being the key word there. Now, as I stare at my pdm screen reading; I’m furious. Legit, furious.
Let’s back up a smidgeybit and paint the scene:
It’s Saturday. A HUGE day for the car industry. I’m not feeling that great. As I sit at my desk after our
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
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
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
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
As my older brother will tell you- “Duct tape fixes everything“. I usually laugh and shake my head while I’d look at his latest contraption, all suited up with duct tape and faith. Recently, I found out just how right my brother was! (However, if asked if he was ever right, I will avidly deny that I ever made such a statement) I have amazing bosses. No, I’m not saying that in case they stumble across this…I just genuinely have the best bosses that anyone could ask for. (For
Taking my pump case out for the evening! Since the beginning, I’ve hated having to carry around a massive bag to keep all my diabetic supplies in. Of course, back when I was diagnosed, I didn’t have Ollie (my Omipod) so I had to carry: insulin vial, needles, alcohol swabs, tester, lancing device, extra lancets, extra test strips, glucose tabs and carb. And that was before the “normal” people things were added! Now, it’s a bajillion times easier! My tester and my PDM are one,