I'm sitting waiting for a table at the cafe' for me and a friend who is running a bit late. Feeling a little off, I grab my test kit and poke my finger, getting a little blood droplet. "Does that hurt?" Asks the man sitting next to me. He's an older guy, with some pretty profound ear hair. I note the ear hair as I say "Sort of... I think I'm kind of used to it now. I've been doing it a long time." My sugar is a little elevated... (READ MORE)

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My son’s diabetes is always on my mind; Seared into my brain like a bad Chinese letter tattoo. Some things have changed though. I don’t grill my wife like I used to with phone calls home, inquiring about blood sugars. Sometimes I might be on the phone with her and I don’t even bring up blood sugars at all! That’s progress! Take today, for instance. Didn’t ask. Didn’t tell. Remarkably, there are times when I’ll ask Susanne how Charlie’s blood sugars have been in a... (READ MORE)

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When I last left you, we were discussing Charlie’s ass – nicknamed Bosnia and Herzegovina because of the destruction that has been left behind. On Saturday morning I was pleasantly surprised to hear this: “Dad, can you come into the kitchen to hold my hand? Mom is putting a site on my stomach.” To understand just how huge a statement this was, one must know that we have been trying to get Charlie to attempt an abdomen... (READ MORE)

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The past few weekends have been INSANE... And the next couple are not going to slow down much at all. With the new Great Gatsby movie coming out, our retro dance troupe, Chifferobe, is being asked to perform a lot. Like a super lot. Like we've had five shows in the past three weeks and have two more upcoming. It's been crazy, but really good. Dancing actually seems to agree... (READ MORE)

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June 2nd, 2013. Sunday morning dawned warm and humid, predicted to be less scorching than its predecessors, and interrupted by afternoon thundershowers. Of course, I was too busy to watch the horizon, grabbing my gear and my bicycle before our early morning departure. Meter? Check. Wallet? Check Sunscreen? Check Water bottles? Check Seat bag packed? Check Tire inflation? As I pumped up the front... (READ MORE)

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