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Today is
World Diabetes Day, by golly, although I doubt I'm going to get cake. (And how funny would that be? I'd eat it, too.) It does present a good opportunity to stop and actually assess my life as a diabetic.
I know, that's not politically correct. I am not supposed to self-identify as a diabetic. I am supposed to call myself a Person with Diabetes or a Swell Guy with a Complicated Pancreas or Blood Glucose Challenged or whatever. I suppose there's a newsletter that I should subscribe to in order to get the proper talking points.
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People with diabetes, and those touched by diabetes, follow their journey with the disease through a myriad of winding emotional paths. Depression is very common for those newly diagnosed, sadness can rear its head at different stages in the game, and a little humor and humility can even find the door to expose itself from time to time. The keys for controlling those doors are littered all over the place and on
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rld Diabetes Day today, you can follow this map of internet hotspots. Expose diabetes for all that it is, good and bad, and then share it with others. Find an emotion and embrace it!
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Because I was diagnosed at age 14, I can only speak about not
having diabetes from the perspective of a child. I lived 14 years free of diabetes. As a young kid, I did experience a few random episodes of hypoglycemia, but never did I imagine myself becoming a person with diabetes. I didn't even know what the word was. I remember one distinct conversation that I had with a friend's mom. She was talking to me about a guy that we both knew named Curtis. Curtis was a soccer referee and before I knew about my diagnosis, I remember her telling me that he was, "a diabetic and that he had to take shots everyday". Looking back I can remember my exact feelings and reaction to this.
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World Diabetes Day (WDD) was designated by the UN and is led by the
International Diabetes Federation (IDF). This is the first such day observed by the UN. The federation hosts a
Diabetes Atlas that is full of interesting and sometimes astounding information. I'm not going to recap it all here, but suffice it to say I am very lucky to have type 2 in the United States as opposed to most other countries in the world. A type 1 diagnosis is still a death sentence for many people in sub-Saharan Africa and other poor regions of the world. And this is 86 years after the discovery of insulin.
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Not to be a weenie or anything, but my arm still hurts from getting my blood work done yesterday for my bi-annual appointment with my endocronoligist. Let's be honest, DO THEY REALLY HAVE TO USE A SYRINGE THAT BIG?! That thing is like a one of those straws that you get with your tropical-punch-flavored Capri Sun. You know, the one where you have to pierce through the surface, like your driving a stake through a vampire's heart, just so you can get to the juice! I was thinking maybe they could use one of my little 3/10 cc "short needles". I have PLENTY to spare and I can hardly feel those, except when I hit too much muscle or even better, a nerve :).
I guess maybe I am just a little bitter about the whole visit to the hospital yesterday.
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Today is World Diabetes Day.
It's also ten years (give or take) since Olivia's diagnosis.
So on this worldwide day of recognition, I'm going to talk about my daughter. She's 13 now, but still sleeps with a teddy bear - the Rufus bear she got shortly after diagnosis. She also sleeps with a pump attached to her pyjamas and a meter next to her bed.
I often go into her room late at night to check her blood sugar. She is not an easy kid to check, much preferring to burrow under the covers than to give up a hand to be poked. But poke her I do, and bolus her if need be, treat a low if that's what's needed.
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I want to be the Little Mermaid. I want my ocean life to turn to land. I want to suddenly be able to cross to the other side. I want a day without diabetes. Just one day.
If I could imagine a day without diabetes... it would be hard to know where to start. Maybe I'd go jogging and not worry about getting low hours later. Maybe I would make my day on a holiday so I could eat anything I wanted without thinking about boluses and temp basals.
Certainly I would rejoice in not being glued to an insulin pump and infusion set. I would get rid of the calluses on my fingers from the eight finger sticks a day. I wouldn't worry about heightened risks for heart disease, glaucoma, or even the common cold.
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I read today about a woman who boluses for every jelly bean, grape and kernel of popcorn she eats. And I can't help but think "why?"
I mean, I know why, but why don't I have that mindset? What has happened to me that I eat a handful of mini vanilla wafers without a second thought? Ok, I do give it a second thought, but I don't use the fast-acting insulin that I have readily available. What exactly is it with me that I can't always bring myself to use that?
I'm a grazer, and I've speculated that perhaps I'm afraid. Afraid that I'll take too much or too little for my grazing, I guess. I, frankly, don't really know what it is. It's not like I'm afraid of needles or anything. I,I just don't get it. I get so frustrated at myself for seeming not to care.
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This is
World Diabetes Day, the first annual, and the international community is embracing its message by flying high the striking
blue symbol of the disease. The message is about waking up the world to the growing impact of diabetes on our young and old- this year's theme focusing on children and adolescents. The innocent faces of the disease give a hammering reminder of what we are striving for, worldwide awareness, more scientific breakthroughs, and a much needed cure.
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