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It has been three years, seven months, and fourteen days since I was first sitting on that powder keg in the emergency room. I sat with my parents as my blood sugar was checked for the first time and the diagnosis was made. As plain as day, the doctor said the string of words I had never known before that time, type-1 diabetes. (READ MORE)

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So, when I left you in my diabetes diagnosis debacle, we were all screaming at Harry and Ruth for not knowing more about diabetes (even though Harry was studying to be a diabetes educator. Yeah, seriously.). (READ MORE)

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First, an apology: I left you hanging a month ago with part two of my diagnosis story and haven't written the rest of it. So, I'm sorry, and here's what I hope to be part three of four.

 

I went through nearly two trimesters of my third pregnancy managing my blood sugar with Lantus, good food choices and exercise. Sometime in late September 2005, my blood sugars started not responding well enough to what I was doing, so my educator added Novolog to the mix. I loved it.

 

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Back on November 14th was World Diabetes Day. I really wanted to do something special to mark the day this year. I decided I would write a song and record myself playing it to try and raise some awareness.

On my drive home from work on Thursday the 13th I started humming a tune that I thought would work. I knew I wanted the song to be my personal feelings about my disease and I wanted it to be empowering.

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Charlie was diagnosed with diabetes four years ago today.
Charlie never was a good sleeper. So when his twenty-minute naps changed to two-hour naps in the late summer of 2003, we saw it as a godsend. By September and into early October, we had to wake him from naps approaching three hours.
Suddenly he lost interest in eating. Susanne thought he surely had some sort of stomach virus brewing. But he never got sick.
Soon after, his appetite for fluids increased greatly as he voraciously guzzled tall glasses of milk and clawed at the refrigerator for more. It was never enough. This was followed by Charlie often waking up in the middle of the night drenched in urine from neckline to toe. I can remember Susanne constantly changing the sheets in the crib. (READ MORE)

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Almost since I put Toohey on for the first time, I've been waiting for someone outside of the medical field to ask me about it. Yesterday during our annual editorial summit--which brings together most of our editors, field editors, publishers, art directors and other editorial contributors--my colleague next to me leaned over and gently touched my shoulder.
"Is that an insulin pump?" he whispered.
"Mmm-hmm," I said with a smile and a nod.
"I want to talk to you," he said.
I was almost giddy with excitement. We were hours from a break, even longer until dinner where we could certainly sit and talk without feeling rushed. I was dying to let the flood gates open.
There were several breaks during the afternoon, but we didn't broach the subject. I think we both knew the conversation was one suited for longer than 15 minutes. (READ MORE)

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Last year I had the fortune of being a part of a family retreat organized by JDRF of St. Louis. It was held at a hotel there and I believe it was the second one they've done. There were hundreds of kids and parents and it was a very successful event. Also at the event, there were guest speakers and various people and volunteers. They had a medical professional who discussed continuous glucose monitors and also updated everyone with all of the latest developments on the diabetes front. One thing that I really enjoyed, in addition to being a speaker, was the opportunity to meet other adults with type 1. It was something that I had never experienced before, a discussion in person with people just like me. I was blown away and it made my entire weekend unforgettable.
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I don't believe in vaccines. Perhaps it was the family that I grew up in. Or the disease that I've lived with every day since a series of regular, routine vaccines when I was 4 years old. Maybe it's just my own understanding of health and traditional thinking.

 

But I don't believe in them. However controversial that might be and however many of you might hate/ban/harass me for it, I cannot bring myself to believe in them. And trust me, I have done my research.

 

When I was 4 years old, my mother took me in for all the regular vaccines. The most memorable for both of us is the MMR because it has since been linked to autoimmune diseases such as type 1 diabetes. Almost immediately, my mom noticed a change in me. I was sick, unlike myself, and in ill health.

 

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I spent Sunday evening with the people closest to me in all the world. My entire family (at least the ones in Texas) and my two closest friends came together to celebrate my college graduation with a splendid meal and some excellent stories. I wish that it could have lasted forever.

 

It is so rare that all my family is together in that way. My immediate family generally spends Christmas and other major holidays together, but it's very rare to see both sides of my family together in one room celebrating. Schedules conflict, life gets in the way, and it just doesn't happen in this day and age.

 

So last night was absolutely, supremely amazing for me. Not only because we were celebrating something so huge in my life, but because it delights me to see all my family and my two closest friends together. Laughing, telling stories, having fun, and enjoying time together.

 

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Hallowe'en is a time of transformations.

 

In the ancient Celtic traditions (and the modern Wiccan ones), Samhain is the time at which the Goddess — old, and lonely, and missing her lover — goes to the Summerland to be with him. With her goes light and warmth, fertility, and life. The Samhain Sabbat denotes the end of summer/fall and the beginning of the winter seasons, a time when the last harvest has come in and when the herds are pared down to what the community can feed through the winter, and what will be able to reproduce in the spring.

 

It is a time of plenty, preceding a known time of famine.

 

It is also the start of the new year.

 

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