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Blah, blah, blah, here she goes again, pissing and moaning about logging.
Back when the year was shiny and new, as opposed to snow-covered and grubby (and enough with the snow already, ok? I'm SICK of it. Sick.) I resolved to be more diligent about logging Olivia's blood sugars. And for a few weeks I was. And then I forgot for a couple of days. And then it was Thursday and I thought, well, I'll just start over on Monday. And I forgot again.
I've logged in fits and starts over the last 2 months, but mostly, I haven't logged at all. And now she has an endo appointment tomorrow and I'm not going to have that much information to give her and I'm pissed at myself.
I just don't know how to make myself log. I forget. And if I'm forgetting to log, how am I supposed to teach Olivia? I'm not setting a good example at all and they always tell you (who are they anyway?) that you should lead by example when it comes to your kids.
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Things are better today. I appreciated the comments I got on my “
What the F?” post. I agree, yeah sometimes I do probably think things to death. And yes, we all have “those days” from time to time- diabetes or no diabetes. Like I said, writing those posts in my “diary” (blog) made me feel much better. I said that it was good to see my diary again … and I meant it.
I also meant what I said about my martial arts and my health and being thankful for having the physical abilities that I am graced with. I try and maintain that positive outlook all the time.
With that being said and put aside for the time being, I would like to talk about a few other things today. I would really like to hear from you guys. If you don’t have the ability to comment, you should really see about becoming a member of dlife. We would love to have you contribute your two cents in the comment section below.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Tomorrow morning we go to CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) to meet Charlie's new team of endos, nurses, dieticians, social workers and pump experts. I think it's like a seven-hour affair.
I must say, CHOP had me at "Insulin Pump and Technology Team." Charlie's prior endos didn't impress me with their pump know-how. With the pump being largely responsible for his survival, I saw this as a big problem. I became smitten when I saw that CHOP's pump team alone was equal in size to that of the attending physicians at the old place.
Charlie is also "pumped up" for tomorrow. Sorry, that was horrendous. Turning off awful pun mode now [click]. Of course Charlie has his own incentive-driven motivation.
"Mom, will I get that big shot tomorrow?" (he means bloodwork)
"I don't know, Susanne responds."
"It's been a while," he says, as if reminiscing of the good 'ole days of burning needle pain and screams so loud they set off fire sprinklers.
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Tomorrow morning we go to CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) to meet Charlie's new team of endos, nurses, dieticians, social workers and pump experts. I think it's like a seven-hour affair.
I must say, CHOP had me at "Insulin Pump and Technology Team." Charlie's prior endos didn't impress me with their pump know-how. With the pump being largely responsible for his survival, I saw this as a big problem. I became smitten when I saw that CHOP's pump team alone was equal in size to that of the attending physicians at the old place.
Charlie is also "pumped up" for tomorrow. Sorry, that was horrendous. Turning off awful pun mode now [click]. Of course Charlie has his own incentive-driven motivation.
"Mom, will I get that big shot tomorrow?" (he means bloodwork)
"I don't know, Susanne responds."
"It's been a while," he says, as if reminiscing of the good 'ole days of burning needle pain and screams so loud they set off fire sprinklers.
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I'm reading a new book now thanks to Oprah and the internet. I was cruising around the other day on MSN and I noticed a headline that caught my attention. It said something like "Oprah's Book Club takes on a new book". So I took it upon myself (I was bored and procrastinating) to check it out and it turned out to be a real eye opener. The book is called, "A NEW EARTH, Awakening to Your Life's Purpose" by Eckhart Tolle. I had never heard of this guy so I checked him out a little bit.
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Being sick sucks. Right now my body aches, my head hurts, my ears feel like they have plugs in them, and I feel out of it. The good news though is my sugars aren't out of whack,.which really is the only thing I would be concerned about. Actually, with this new outlook I've been having, my sugars have been fantabulous. It's the funniest, yet most simple and ridiculous, concept with this disease. Ready for it? Here it is,..watch what you eat. Isn't that crazy?! I know it sounds bizarre, but it's true.
And yeah I realize life happens and with it all comes things that affect our sugar. Stress, joy, sadness, adrenaline, and the list goes on and on, you name it,
But really, if you somewhat obsess over what it is you put into your body then you can control your sugars. Yeah, it might mean that you have no life and that all you do is sit at home and watch movies or play on the computer, but you really CAN control your sugars.
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The last few weeks have been gloomy. I am not referring to the weather either since here in Los Angeles we had over 100°F temperatures over the weekend. No I am talking about my outlook and mood.
While reading through all of the posts I have been writing I notice a
common theme. A sense of sad and gloom that is not typically me. Anyone who has ever met me would not consider me a "down" or depressing guy. I am usually the life of the party type who you can hardly get to sit still.
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