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“What about honey?”

We came back to "Honey" 4 times in this exchange. I was going nuts.

Here is the deal, I am working at a church retreat in a few weeks and I was approached by the person in charge of food for the weekend regarding food choices. Apparently there are going to be some other people with diabetes attending the weekend and they thought they would get my suggestions.

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I spent the better part of this week looking at apartment complexes, meeting with a potential graduate program, and learning more about the city that I'm moving to. I also went on a job interview and got lost a lot. My blood sugars stayed pretty decent throughout the stress and chaos, except for one bad high after a chocolate shake and a nasty low after Mexican food.

Each time I take a trip to where I'm moving, I get more and more excited. This time I really got to see where I might be living, envisioning myself driving those roads and shopping at the grocery stores. I'm still freaking out inside, wondering if this is the right decision for me. But despite the fear, I still know that I'm doing what's best for me right now and that I'm keeping my health as my priority.

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Well, the test strip canisters have been polished, the needles have been sharpened, the sensor has been freshly inserted and calibrated and the meter has been waxed and detailed.

It’s the first day of school.

Despite the great blog material it generates, we have decided that it would be in Charlie’s best interest if we ended my traditional first day of school diabetes discussion and book reading to the class. We feel we need to salvage what little street cred Charlie has left.

I will miss some of the wonderful questions from Charlie’s classmates.

"Can Charlie drink beer?" was a classic last year.

Of course he can!

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Today was a gorgeous day. I had cheesecake for breakfast, worked a quick day, then came home to an apartment smelling like flowers (thanks to Marvin!). The weather was perfect in the mid 70s without the humidity that I'm so used to. No clouds to be found. No smell of smog. Just pure Spring.

When I got home, I put on my running shoes. I haven't been for a real run in the outdoors since a year or two ago. Cold weather, crime, and a busy schedule haven't let me enjoy the breeze as I pump my legs.

I didn't make it far and had to walk and run in order to keep from passing out. But the feel of the sun on my back and the wind beating against me was splendid. And a perfect blood sugar through out (started at 138, ate 15 carbs, ended at 119) couldn't have added anymore joy to the day.

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Sometimes I really wish that the pump would work for me. Sometimes I wish that my A1c didn't go up and I hadn't had so many issues while on it. I wish that I could stand wearing it 24/7, having tubing and infusion sets all over me. I wish that those infusion sets didn't cause such horrible rashes or that the repeated use of them wouldn't create unsightly bumps.

Right now, I wish all that. Because I've woken up the past four mornings under 70. This morning, I woke up at 52. And that isn't okay.

Part of the problem is that I'm bolusing for late night snacks. Although I'm keeping the boluses under two units of Humalog, it's obviously too much in the mix of Lantus peak. But if I don't bolus for the snack, then I soar into the 200s easily in the middle of the night.

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Sunday night, my throat started hurting pretty badly. I haven't had any type of cold or cough in probably two years. Usually the first signs, I can kick whatever I have with extra vitamin C and this juice that I drink. I did the usual, but it stayed irritated.

So Monday night, I ate some tomato soup and tried to drink as much water and juice as possible. I was 113 and thought I'd covered the food okay. I went for a run, hoping the endorphins would bump up my immune system. After a quick shower, I was 96. I wasn't sure how the food and running might hit me, so I just waited.

But while waiting, I got distracted. So it was an hour and a half later before I checked again. I felt okay, but I wanted to double check. And thank goodness. I was 55. I drank some juice and ate some crackers trying not to over treat. I didn't want to waste my run by consuming more calories.

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Ah, the first day of school.

Now that school is starting back again, it occurred to me that I hardly mentioned the last school year. I suppose that's a good thing. Couldn't have been all that bad if I didn't blog about it.

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The Other Half and I are spending the next week in Virginia Beach with his family. On Saturday, his old high school will be celebrating its 50-year anniversary, including a reunion for anyone who graduated from there before it moved to a new building. We drove down this past Saturday and will be driving up the Monday after the reunion, giving us a ten day period during a time of year when we aren't pressed to "make the rounds" from dawn to dusk, and two entire Sundays -- making it possible for me to join a local cycling shop for its weekly ride.

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Last week, I spent some time at work familiarizing myself with the School Advisory Toolkit. It's a guide for newly diagnosed or new to school parents that walks them through how diabetes plays into education. It also includes sections for the teachers and administrators to make sure all sides understand the issue.

As I reviewed the SAT (School Advisory Toolkit), I recalled my own education with diabetes. Since I was diagnosed in March when I was 4 years old, I'd made it a short way into pre-kindergarten, which also meant that almost all of my school career would be entwined with diabetes.

In pre-K, I had the most understanding and comforting teacher. She took extensive time to learn what needed to be done for me. Although I have no real recollection of her, I know that she was a strong foundation for both my diabetes and education. She was a creative teacher who loved her kids.

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1. To disclose or not disclose: do(es) your employer/school/friends know you have diabetes? Why or why not?

The company which employs me does not know that I have diabetes; several people at work (including my supervisors) do. There is neither place nor reason to mention diabetes (or any disability) on the job application — I believe it's actually illegal in the US to inquire before hiring — and since hiring/firing decisions are made at the store level, accommodations must be discussed and/or made at that level, rather than the corporate level.

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