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

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 know everyone has em. Whether it’s having a rough day at school or work, getting screwed over on something or… the diabetic blues. Yup. I think that’s a thing. In fact I know it is. I try my best to put on my game face every morning and not let my chronic, invisible disease get to me. But, I’m human. And on days where my numbers aren’t making sense and when I know I’m 100% on my diet, drinking my water and testing my sugars and I STILL can’t get my sugars regulated – it ge

About a month ago, Moony and I got a puppy! Meet General Macallan Cheese! (I call him Mac n’ Cheese) In addition to having the puppy around, I’ve been trying to test my sugars more, see my doctors more and really stay on tippy-top of everything betes related. Needless to say, this all has added some time and stress to my day. The extra testing has put some strain on my wallet as well since strips are so danged expensive! But we do what we have to do right? Juuuuust like this

There’s my skunky pooch! The other night, my beautiful dog- Sushi- got sprayed by a skunk. It was an intense, weird, chaotic, smelly string of events for the rest of the night. Dog hair everywhere, lots of cursing and the need for many candles shortly ensued. I feel like this is how life is with diabetes. Calm, calm, calm -BOOM FREAKINGFRACKING INSANITY! Lately, my sugars have been totally nutty. I’ll have good numbers all day and then out of nowhere- I’ll spike to 500 or dow

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,