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Or; People Aren't As Bad As I Sometimes Think They Are.

My Dear Santa letter the other day was my usual somewhat sarcastic offering, something I tossed off as I was perusing the Salter scale website and lusting after that sweet, sex-ay model they have. I threw in the other two items to make up a list.

Someone on the TuDiabetes site saw it, though, and asked if she could buy the pump skins for Olivia. I was slightly embarrassed, hoping that no one mistook my usual snark-fest as actual requests for gifts. When she assured me that was not the case, that she just wanted to do something nice because "it's hard enough being a teenager with diabetes," I said yes.

The skins arrived today and Olivia wasted no time in having me apply one of them. The tie dyed one. It was, in her words "Sweet!" Which made me laugh.

It was a very nice early Christmas present. And she will be sending off a thank you email tonight.
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Or; People Aren't As Bad As I Sometimes Think They Are.

My Dear Santa letter the other day was my usual somewhat sarcastic offering, something I tossed off as I was perusing the Salter scale website and lusting after that sweet, sex-ay model they have. I threw in the other two items to make up a list.

Someone on the TuDiabetes site saw it, though, and asked if she could buy the pump skins for Olivia. I was slightly embarrassed, hoping that no one mistook my usual snark-fest as actual requests for gifts. When she assured me that was not the case, that she just wanted to do something nice because "it's hard enough being a teenager with diabetes," I said yes.

The skins arrived today and Olivia wasted no time in having me apply one of them. The tie dyed one. It was, in her words "Sweet!" Which made me laugh.

It was a very nice early Christmas present. And she will be sending off a thank you email tonight.
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I have to confess something. This is something that I sometimes struggle admitting as a straight man. Ok, here goes nothing....I use a man purse. Yeah, that's what I said, I USE A MAN PURSE!! (READ MORE)

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If you are a kid out there who is living with diabetes then you are still a great person and you have a lot ahead of you to look forward too. I remember when I was diagnosed, I was fourteen and I felt like I had the whole world in my hands. Then I got diabetes and that changed dramatically. I was all of the sudden forced to face the world in a completely new territory; I no longer felt like I was perfect. It was easy to ignore diabetes and act like it didn't change anything. But, I want to make clear to you that you have to pay attention to it. (READ MORE)

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I've joked about adjusting Charlie's happiness levels due to the effect it has on his blood sugar. I'm finding now it's not so funny. The adrenalin that comes from excitement shoots Charlie's blood sugar up like a bottle rocket.

The latest culprit: summer street hockey.

Everything was fine on game day. We were at the pool having fun. Charlie clocked in at a lovely 132 just before I made the mistake of saying, "OK, let's go Charlie. We have to go home and get ready for hockey."

What a horrible dad I am to say such harmful words. In retrospect maybe I should have spoken with the enthusiasm of a corpse …

"You have that thing, Charlie. It's really nothing though."

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I feel like such a mean dad.

 

I am the father of two very awesome kids. My son is 14 and my daughter is 10. They are both very smart and well mannered kids. My wife and I are extremely blessed in that they are both good kids. We thank God all the time for them.

 

I am usually considered the "cool dad" with my kid and their friends and as much as I am "cool" I am also pretty strict. I have definite rules with my kids and as long as they do not break them then they have lots of freedoms. Break a rule and freedoms are gone.

 

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Boo was 208 this afternoon, four hours after having eaten anything. This really, really sucks. It's really starting to worry me. I brushed it off as maybe a urinary tract infection, but now, I'm starting to doubt it. Everything is pointing towards diabetes, and if her pediatrician won't see that, I will find another pediatrician.

I feel overwhelmed at times by this. Part of me knows that I can handle it but the other part of me wants to just cry at the thought of another child with diabetes. I get upset when I hear about any kid getting diagnosed, but now that the likelihood is that it will be my kid. My little Boo, who cries when I poke her, whose little hands I have to pry open in order to stick them with the lancet. Jesus, do you know what that does to me? I want to cry right next to her, but I don't. I can't. I'm afraid that if I start, I'll never stop.
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My view of diabetes changes with the tides it seems. Sometimes I look at it as a lifestyle that I must adopt to stay healthy. Sometimes I look at it as a challenge in which I can take on and beat. Other times I look at it as a curse.
Right now, I look at my diabetes as a battle. A battle that I don't want to fight. Not now.
The problem is all of the fighting will never stop. We just fight and fight and there is no winning. No matter how much I stay in control or how much exercise I do, I will still have diabetes. My a1c can be the same as someone without diabetes but my battle will continue. (READ MORE)

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It dawned on my recently that I completely missed my diagnosis anniversary. It is not like I throw a glucose filled party or anything but I like to recognize "another year, still here" kind of mentality.
But I missed it! I was kind of upset about this since it makes for a good blog post (LOL) but maybe it is not what I was supposed to be thinking about. Diabetes is on my mind constantly and forgetting something like my anniversary is really not that big of a deal.
Not only that but I always feel like it is and it isn't something to shout about. Sure I have made it another year but when I give diabetes all this power and attention it seems like it is getting the best of me in a way. I know some of you will disagree and I would love to hear how your diagnosis anniversaries go for you. (READ MORE)

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One of the first things I do when I get to work every morning is check my email. Most mornings I get an email from a person in my family that simply says "Good morning!" It's a nice way to say hi and keep in touch with people who live far away. Ok, it's a nice way to procrastinate, too.
This morning when I responded to that email, I remarked that I was ready to go back to bed. Sure, it was barely 9 a.m., but I was plain mad at diabetes today for reasons I'll explain in another post.
"Bob" said he was ready to go back to bed, too. He had started on medicine today for a condition that runs in his family. He knew he needed to just bite the bullet and take the pills, but he was afraid of side effects, afraid of the "life sentence" of taking a pill a day. (READ MORE)

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