Coming Soon ... Blogabetes!
dLife is introducing Blogabetes - a new diabetes blog featuring some of your favorite voices from the diabetes blogosphere and introducing some new voices as well! Blogabetes will highlight "real life" with diabetes. These are people making sense of a "diabetes diet." These are people wearing insulin pumps. These are the parents of children with diabetes. These are people with type 1 or type 2 diabetes telling the true stories of what it's really like to live with diabetes.
Over the next few weeks, as we prepare to launch Blogabetes, we'll be giving dLife Today readers a sneak preview from featured Blogabetes writers. Check out today's post from Michelle Kowalski:
Finding My DemonIt happened when I was giving the baby a bath on Sunday evening. It was the first time in a week. It wasn’t really a light bulb moment, just something that felt familiar. That "Oh yeah, I remember."
My four-year-old wanted to watch me, to “help” with the baby’s bath. Everything she did made me want to scream—moving the step stool closer to the sink, talking jibber jabber to the baby, touching the water to make sure it wasn’t too hot or cold. She wasn’t being annoying, she wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, she just wanted to be involved. And all I could do was tell her to Stop! Stop! Just Stop It! I was thinking Just Leave Me Alone…I Want To Do This Myself…Alone…Get Away From Me!
And then it hit me—literally like a ton of bricks. At the airport the day before, I bought a smallish bag of M&M’s. Just a handful in the airport and that was it for Saturday. But I had a heavy lunch of Wendy’s that day—and hadn’t taken any insulin to cover it—and then an equally heavy fast food dinner, again with no insulin. Why I didn’t cover with the insulin that I had in my bag I really don’t know. A post for another day, I guess.
So on Sunday, I was recovering from the carb-heavy Saturday and then topped it off with the rest of those M&M’s, which I ate mostly in secret. Not to mention an assortment of white flour carbs in the form of pre-made sandwiches and frozen pizza. (That’s what happens when you’ve been gone for a week. You eat what you can find until you go to the store.) All of which had been essentially cleansed from my system the previous week which I had spent with my family at my parents’ house out of town. I was a good person with diabetes that week. I checked my sugar often, I took insulin to cover too many carbs, I didn’t eat sweets. Well, I ate fewer sweets. Sunday evening, though, I was high. Plain and simple.
Looking back, I felt wonderful that entire week. I didn’t get unnecessarily annoyed. I didn’t snip. I always treated my children and my husband with respect. And it took me a bag of M&Ms and a couple trips to a fast food joint to remember that.
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Comments
- At 08:23 AM on Fri, Jul 27, 2007 Lisa C. Bishop wrote:
Hi Susanne,
Oh dear! I see that I have rubbed the dlife bloggers the wrong way. I will tell you honestly that I was only trying to help - to give my opinion and to comment on the issues at hand.
I've watched my dad deteriorate with Type 2 Diabetes and I do take this very, very seriously. Nobody along the way told him that he was doing things WRONG. He was content to say "this is just diabetes". Now he's going blind and has a myriad of other awful complications.
Compassion and understanding - yes. People need that. But sometimes they need tough love as well.
I apologize to anyone who I have offended - it was not intended.
- At 06:45 PM on Wed, Jul 25, 2007 Susanne wrote:
Wow, this comment is not for Michelle exactly, but more for Lisa. It's Charlie's mom again. I cannot believe what I am reading. Talk about critical, judgemental, condescending. You are a piece of work. Do you think you are actually helping us? You are the mother on the playground that is doing everything right and likes to tell the rest of us what we are doing wrong. Maybe it makes you feel better about yourself. Maybe you are trying to convince yourself you really are a wonderful mother, compared to the rest of us. Your post was fine until you said the thing about how you couldn't understand how anyone could put their family through that. Compassion and understanding is really what everyone needs, support. If you can't relate, why comment? Who do you think you are helping? You are the only one I cannot relate to. And I have read many a blog.
- At 07:23 AM on Tue, Jul 24, 2007 Lisa wrote:
Hi. Wow -- living with diabetes is all about discipline and organization. At least that is what has helped us.
I recommend planning out your weekly meals on Sunday - so that you're not eating fast food or stuck for what to fix for a meal. Also, make grocery shopping a priority so that you don't have to go searching deep in the freezer for something. I would also completely avoid buying things that you're not supposed to have so that the temptation cannot be fulfilled when it arises.
We've completely given up sweets. I'm not relating very much to your post - I don't understand how someone could put themselves and their family through that.
I'm not trying to be condescending - really! I guess we've just done things differently. Best of luck to you.
- At 11:40 AM on Wed, Jul 18, 2007 Choi Biermeier wrote:
I can't get my diabetes uncontrol.
Because I have a back problem.
And my blood sugar is in the 200 sometime 300.
Will you help me please?
Thank you,
Choi Ann Biermeier.
choibiermeier@usfamily.net
Okay, so between the responses I'm seeing to some of the other posts and the ones to my own, I am getting the sense that this is a tough crowd around these parts...