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Beep Boop Beep.
My pump tells me it’s been two hours since my last bolus and that I should check my blood glucose level.
Beep. I clear the alarm.
I slip a test strip into my meter.
Beep. It is ready for me to drop blood on it.
Beep. The machine starts the countdown.
Beep. 163.
Press the Bolus Wizard button on my pump and enter the number.
Beep. Beep. Beep. I accept the amount of insulin and get it sent on its way. As soon as the bolus amount is finished being delivered I hear one last sound.
Beep.
From the other side of cubical partition I hear, “What is that beeping?”
“Sorry, that’s me and my stuff.”
“Ugh, I kept hearing all this beeping. I thought I was going crazy.” She replied. (READ MORE)

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Lows come in all shapes and sizes. They come with grueling symptoms or no symptoms at all. They come with reason and purpose, and other times with no cause in sight. Sometimes they're short-lived and sometimes they linger for hours. For me, lows come in several forms:

 

The worst kind, the night low: Night lows for me come sometime between 2am and 6am. Usually it's a reading in the 50's or 40's that wakes me from a deep sleep. I wake with panic in my heart, it pounds in my chest. My body coated in sweat, the sheets damp under me. And an overwhelming weakness that leaves my knees shaking in the darkness. For me, this is the worst low because I have a history of seizures. I'm deathly afraid that one of these lows won't wake me or I won't catch it in time. Glucagon stashed by my bed does nothing to quell the fear. The only peace of mind is having someone close by listening for the sounds of a low.

 

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Charlie got happy on Saturday. Happy to the tune of 520 mg/dl.

For several reasons, if we have something fun planned for the kids, we don't divulge the news until the very last moment. This is because A. – it's really annoying to hear "is it time to go yet?" over and over again for weeks because they can't comprehend the concept of time or understand the complexities of calendars,  B. – we don't want them to be disappointed if for some reason we can't go, and 3. – it's really annoying to hear "is it time to go yet" over and over again for weeks.

When we went to Disney, we kept that secret for months. They found out we were going to Disney about three hours before our flight to Orlando was to depart.

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I am all sorts of emotions at the moment. First, I am frustrated. Then I'm confused, upset, and angry. I'm happy, content, and at peace. But also so unwhole and so discontent.

 

My blood sugars have decided to jump back up. Even with extra insulin. I'm not sure what that is all about, but it's very frustrating and annoying. I just want to forget about diabetes at the moment anyway. It seems so unimportant in the scheme of life.

 

I met with the career advisor at school today, which went fine. She confirmed that I'm doing everything right in the job hunt. I also got a few more resources and some advice on my resume. So I'm hoping that helps open something up for me soon. Because I'm scared and unsure of what the future holds for me right now. And I hate that feeling. I'm a planner.

 

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Okay, I will warn you up front that this post is a total rant and has no other substance besides the fact that I need to let off some steam. I am also looking for some of you who have dealt with this annoying stereotype.
As I was minding my own business here at my desk the janitor comes up to me and asks me if I have to take shots everyday. I realize that he was listening to a conversation I was having with a co-worker about insulin and so on. A total eavesdropping moment right? So I answer, "nope." And totally leave it at that.
He says, "Oh you got off of insulin. That's good. Just a diet now or pills?"
"No I have an insulin pump."
"There is a gal in another office I clean that has to shoot up every day." Then he does it. He does this sort of motion with his right hand towards his left upturned arm. As if he is shooting up heroin or something right into his vein! (READ MORE)

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My latest A1c was 7.3. I'm feeling very neutral about it. It's neither high nor low to me. My goal is still 6.5, so the disappointment of being so far off from that is bothering me. But overall, I know that 7.3 is still down from where it was before (7.6) and in a moderately good range for me.

 

I know that getting below 7 is one of the hardest things to do, if not the hardest, so I can't be too hard on myself. It's very frustrating though that it is so hard to get there. Why can't this be a little easier? Or why can't I be a little better at getting things right? I know that I don't do everything right (I'm human!), but I also know that my slip-ups are exactly why my A1c is 7.3.

 

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Call me a glutton for punishment, but I like to buy my shoes for their cute factor rather than their comfort. I have way too many pairs of shoes and boots to count. By majority, they are high heels, trendy, and semi-insane.

 

Usually, my feet don't really give me issues. I've heard and read plenty of things about how diabetics really have to watch for foot problems. I'm well aware that my feet do need a little extra care and attention.

 

But that doesn't usually stop me from wearing four inch heels or strappy sandals with absolutely no support. Because usually, nothing happens. I get a blister every now and then but they heal and I get over it. Who doesn't get blisters in four inch heels?

 

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The scale says I've gained about six pounds back since October. But my body doesn't feel that way. Especially this last week, which is especially annoying because I've been running more consistently of late.

 

I'm not sure my problem is actually gaining weight though. Four pounds probably is. But I think at least two is water weight...from my birth control.

 

My rings are constantly too tight. My skin feels stretched. And I just feel blah overall.

 

Since I'm changing pills starting Sunday to one that is supposed to help with water retention, I'm really hopeful that I'll drop a pound or two fairly soon. Otherwise, I don't know what to do.

 

I know the usual water retention routines. Lots of water, low salt, magnesium and B6 supplements. I've done it all. Nothing seems to really help. And hormonally, it should be receding by now. But it doesn't feel that way.

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I hate to admit this, but I'll risk being unpopular and just say how I feel. I'm getting pretty sick of the Jonas brothers. It's like they are everywhere. In my Us Weekly, in Parenting magazine, on the Target commercials and now here on dLife.

 

I'm not sure exactly why I find them so annoying. It could be that we're from the same community. One of them went to my husband's alma mater, and my husband's cousins went to church where their dad was a pastor. I've been to the church too, and saw their dad preach and sing there (quite moving, I might add) long before they became famous.

 

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It's my time...to appreciate the past.

 

Dear Mom,

 

I've probably never thanked you out loud for the years of care that you've put into my life. And I should. Every day of my life. Because you have been the rock, the support, and the lifeline that I've need in the past 16+ years of living with diabetes.

 

I've heard the way you tell my diagnosis story. I hear the fear in your voice, the emotion run through you. I know that those months were some of the hardest in your life. When you talk about watching me have seizures and bad night lows, I hear that same fear and emotion. I know having a diabetic child must be one of the most difficult things to encounter as a parent. I know it wasn't what you expected or wanted or needed in your only girl.

 

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