Dilated!
Today was my annual diabetic eye exam. Glad to report there’s nothing to report. Doc said that on a scale of zero to ten (zero being perfectly healthy) I am a 0.01. Music to my ears. I don’t know…
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I Don’t Want to Know…
I know that food is my downfall. I know that food is the cause of most of my diabetes management woes. I know that I need to know more about food. I know that the Glycemic Index is a pretty…
“Uncle! Uncle!!”
It is, quite simply, a tradition for me. For as long as I can remember, and for as long as I’m around, Christmas eve will have at least one constant. I know the characters. I know the props (even down…
I Hate Food
I hate food. I hate that I love to eat. I hate that I don’t really love to eat because there is all kinds of mental bullshit attached to it. I hate it doesn’t even matter if the food is…
Tag, Tag, Tag, Tag, and Tag
UPDATE: We have a winner! Heidi over at D-Log Cabin guessed my middle name! Drumroll please…. “Karl” is my middle name. Karl is my grandfather’s first name, and so following the tradition that my dad started, my son’s middle name…
Byetta and Type 1 Diabetes?
I’m just not sure what to think. When that happens (being not sure what to think) I often turn to you (the blogosphere). I had my quarterly endo appointment recently. After arriving ten minutes early, I got into the exam…
D-Blog Day!
I really can’t express how much the OC has changed my life. You have all made a real difference for me in how I manage my diabetes and how I cope with the mental challenges that it presents. I consider…
Momentum
At times momentum is my greatest leverage against all that reaches to pull me down. It can also be my worst enemy when partnered with out of control blood sugars and high carb eating rampages. It attacks my motivation to…
Does that have something to do with it?
I have a question for the all-knowing blogosphere. Symlin (no, that’s not the question. Be patient…I’ll get to it…) Symlin is the brand name of the man-made drug now available that resembles amylin. Amylin is a natural hormone that is…
Desert Dingo?
What do the terms “Desert Dingo“, “Class 11”, and “Baja 1000” have to do with diabetes? That is a very good question. But before I answer, I would ask that you go watch this very short clip from a Baja…
Product Review: Eat Smart Nutrition Scale
I feel pulled in a couple of different directions with this post. Disclaimer: I don’t intend for this blog to become some commercialized dumping ground for marketers to flood my e-mail box with requests for posts and product reviews. Because…
Saved by the bell?
1:06 AM last night (today?). My pump had been vibrating for (it turns out) for about an hour, trying to get my attention. Blood glucose reminder. I finally wake up enough to acknowledge the alert and get it to stop…
A Picture, An Announcement, and A Tool I Can Use!
The Picture I totally picture some sluff sleeping on the job at one of those pill separator contraptions. I don’t mind a busted up pill, but please include BOTH HALVES! The Announcement Gina over at DTF asked me to spread…
Short Term Memory?
Four thirty something on Friday. I’m at work. I rotate in my chair slightly to the left and do a test. I have the result in a few short seconds. I rotate back to center, move my mouse pointer on…
When D-Instincts Go Wrong…
My last post talked about a great day I had, and how my d-instincts helped me avoid a major middle of the night low. Well, I had a not-so-awesome day on that Saturday. Here’s the other side of…
When D-Instincts Go Right…
I had an awesome day on Wednesday. Started out a little high (179 mg/dl), dropped into range and stayed there most of the day. I had three lows, two of them at terribly inconvenient times (before basketball and before my…
14 Chips?
Garbage In = Garbage Out. GIGO. As used in a newsletter from my friend Gary Scheiner’s practice, it applies to being able to accurately count carb grams. If you calculate the wrong number of carbs, your blood sugar will not…
The One That Scares Me the Most
I think that most of the people reading this are pretty familiar with the possible complications of diabetes. I’m not going to dwell on the details of them. There’s just no good to be had there. What I do want…
Waiting for the Doc…
I’m the middle person. A lady in front of me who says she has an 8:15 appointment with the same doctor I am to see. At 8:15. The guy behind me, I overhear, is also scheduled with the same doctor,…
One, two, three, four…
Counting. That might be one of the things that bothers me most. We’re always counting. And it bothers me. There is some very primal feeling of restriction when you have to count everything that goes into your mouth. I want…