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Where were you! We waited all night for you and you never showed up! Did you forget you had plans with Charlie?  Time and time again I trust you'll be there and time and time again you disappoint him. I feel like such a fool for believing you.

You say you're active. But, are you? Actively absent, maybe. When was the last time you spent some real quality time with him? When was the last time you spent the whole time with him that you said you would? I honestly can't remember. It's been that long.  How can you abandon him at a time when he needs you most?

You say you're "on board," but I don't think so. Sometimes I don't think you were ever on board. It's like you're not even there at all. Like you're invisible.

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What you don't want to hear from your diabetes educator is "hmm, good question." That is, unless it's immediately followed by a good answer.
There has been a burning question of ours since Charlie started on the pump back in September of 2006. During that time, we posed the question to several different people along the way, but never really got a clear answer.
So I present this burning question to you - the true gurus of diabetes.
How can Charlie skip a meal if he wanted to? Is this a mythical notion or do people out there actually achieve this? If Charlie didn't eat something two to three hours after a bolus, he would most certainly go low. I'll ask you exactly what I asked the doctor and nurse practitioner the other day. (READ MORE)

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"I feel so lost," Susanne says, her voice crestfallen.
She calls me at work to give me the 10:15 am blood sugar report.
Great, I think to myself, she's going to say that he's really high or really low.
My desk is at the base of a winding staircase that has translucent neon green panels. I sit here, watching people climb up and down steps all day. Up and down. Up and down. Some climb slow and steady. Others descend quick and reckless, reaching the floor level with a thump.
I watch flickering stock market numbers and a cerulean blue mountain range of line charts on my computer screen. Always changing. Never at rest. The FTSE 100 Index up 94. The Nikkei down 74. Mexican Bolsa Index down 312. But I just see blood sugars.
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All throughout my childhood I was extremely active. I was heavily involved in many sports. I continued to be active even after getting diabetes. Except having diabetes made things much more difficult. I would get so mad when people reacted negatively towards me. I would be playing in a tournament and someone would ask, "What are you eating that for"? It was very depressing seeing how they reacted when I told them why. Having to explain myself time after time got old quick. After I told them I was diabetic they never treated me the same. This type of treatment was exactly what I needed to kick my butt in gear. I was ready for a change. I didn't want to be treated differently any more. I was ready for something that I could do on my own time and feel good about. I wanted some respect!
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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low. (READ MORE)

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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low. (READ MORE)

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I just got home from playing two softball games tonight and I am not very happy. The first thing on my mind is that we lost. On top of that, I just tested my sugar and I was way too high...300 to be exact. "OH MY GOD!" I was mad! I could have sworn that I took the necessary steps before the games.
Let's back up to the pre-game diabetes ritual. "Let see, I don't want to eat too much food before exercising." Tonight, I choose chips and dip and a bagel. "Ok, time for a shot of insulin." I factor in what I just ate and how many hours the games will last. "Six units should hold me over". When I get to the ballpark, I test my sugar and it's 131. I'm happy; but, just to be on the safe side, I gobble down a banana and some orange juice so I have no chance of getting low. (READ MORE)

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A friend of mine died last night, following a battle with lymphoma. The disease came back last summer after he had been in remission about a year. It was discovered about a week after my daughter was born. The prognosis was not good with a recurrence within a year at mid-life. He was only 45 and left two teenage children.
We had fallen out of touch in recent years, but I knew through his sister that he had been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. (READ MORE)

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A friend of mine died last night, following a battle with lymphoma. The disease came back last summer after he had been in remission about a year. It was discovered about a week after my daughter was born. The prognosis was not good with a recurrence within a year at mid-life. He was only 45 and left two teenage children.
We had fallen out of touch in recent years, but I knew through his sister that he had been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. (READ MORE)

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A friend of mine died last night, following a battle with lymphoma. The disease came back last summer after he had been in remission about a year. It was discovered about a week after my daughter was born. The prognosis was not good with a recurrence within a year at mid-life. He was only 45 and left two teenage children.
We had fallen out of touch in recent years, but I knew through his sister that he had been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. (READ MORE)

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