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I asked Charlie if he wanted to write another blog post for Blogabetes.

 

"Neh," he said. "I'm out of material."

 

He unraveled a long strand of red and white bakers twine from a large, round roll and carefully laid it out along the kitchen counter.

 

"Nothing?" I asked.

 

"Nothing," he said.

 

"Yeah, me too," I said. "I'm out of material."

 

Charlie eyeballed about three feet and snipped the twine with scissors.

 

"You have anything for me to write?" I asked. "Any diabetes news?"

 

He answered immediately, never taking his eyes off the twine as he tested its pull and elasticity; dangling it as if operating a marionette.

 

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I remember posters of dull needles from the pediatric endo's office. The difference between a new needle and the old was always quite disgusting. The old was frayed, with shards of metal sticking out abnormally. It was definitely a good way to scare a teenager into changing lancets and syringes on a regular basis.

 

The bad thing was that I never remembered that poster after I left the doctor's office. I'd go back to my usual routine. I wouldn't change the lancet until someone reminded me. I'd use a syringe repeatedly, until the numbers wore down or the needle bent. It could be days before I'd even think about switching it out...after multiple uses per day.

 

It's a bad diabetes habit that I'm in. I try to be better...I put extra lancets and syringes in my meter kit. I try to make schedules, changing them on Sundays or once a night or on the 1st of the month. Anything to make the habit more often than it is.

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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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When Charlie started school, I just knew he'd provide me with plenty of material to blog about. Which is good, because we do have our dry spells when he's not doing anything particularly diabetish.
A good journalist goes out and gets the story even when there seemingly isn't one.
"Come on, Charlie, I've got a story to write! Do a little something diabetic for daddy for heaven's sake! Anything!"
"OK, here's the scene: You're blood sugar is pretty high. You're super mad at the world and you don't know why. Maybe you'd like to destroy something of emotional and monetary value? Mommy's English bone china tea cups perhaps? What? Did you hear that? I think the green cup just said you wear pink underpants." (READ MORE)

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There are few material things that I want. There are only a couple things I'd change about my 10-year-old car: built in DVD system and a better a/c system. Nice things are nice, but I'm pretty frugal so I tend to try to get by with what I have. For the most part. There are some exceptions, of course.

 

Late last year I began meeting with a professional photographer for some one-on-one sessions. I had thought for a long time about taking a class but none of the classes I looked up fit my needs. They were either too basic or too advanced. These one-on-one sessions were so beneficial to me and I grew so much after them.

 

Naturally D and I discussed cameras. I had known for a long time that I would need to upgrade at some point, so it was comforting to hear D tell me that, yes, there would come a time when I would outgrow the system I had.

 

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At the end of every year I take some time to look back and kind of analyze the year’s past.

2008 was filled with lots of down times. Sure there were things to celebrate but big things, like losing my home, overshadowed my son’s high school band performance at Angel Stadium. I feel awful just thinking that something so material like a home could get in the way of such an exciting memory that my son will have forever.

It’s my fault.

Yes, losing my house was a major cause for my depression and with it, all of the things that went along with it. Having to find a place, move, and tell others the whole story. Trying to make a new place a new home after the one you had been in for over a decade was gone. All big stuff.

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Now, a sausage skin that cures diabetes.

 

This is it! The one we've been waiting for. The cure for diabetes.

 

This is like a dream come true for Charlie. He loves sausage. But wait, it gets better. The procedure allegedly lasts less than an hour and it reverses diabetes within weeks. But wait, it gets even better. No surgery required. Just open wide and inhale the two feet of sausage-like material like a sea otter.

 

Wa la. Cured.

 

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Have you had a chance to catch up with your favorite Blogabetes bloggers? Here's another edition of "In Case You Missed It."
Don't miss Andy Bell's poignant and honest "I'll Have a #3 With a Side of I Don't Care." He writes about life revolving around food, which is an issue all PWD's can relate to on some level.
Nicole Purcell hits us up with another gorgeous and introspective piece on the effects of the diabetes online community with "Community." A must-read. (READ MORE)

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I've often thought about making some sort of subtle statement around the holidays regarding diabetes. It's a tough time of the year when you have diabetes - there are so many sugar-laden treats around and your schedule is usually out of whack so blood sugars and testing can fall by the wayside in the whirl of activities.

So for the last few months, I've been saving Olivia's insulin bottles. I planned on putting them on a string of lights once I had enough and then putting them on the tree.

Last night, I happened to be in CVS, getting my thyroid medication (and gummy bears, as you do) and I saw these Tiny Lights and I thought "Perfect!" I grabbed a box and was on my way.
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Kids say the darndest  things.

 

Charlie lifted the toaster from the Lazy Susan and placed it on the kitchen counter, proclaiming to the world that he was taking the last English muffin.

 

"Dad, can you help me plug it in?"

 

"Well," I said. "Do you think it's fair that you're taking the last English muffin?"

 

Charlie pointed his finger at me like it was spear.

 

"Hey! I have diabetes and I can't have pizza! How's that for not fair?"

 

KAPOW! Well, well, well ...

 

He tried hard to be badass and keep a straight face but a wide grin broke through the steel eyes and the tough talk.

 

"Whoa! Burn!" my daughter Maeve taunted excitedly from the next room.

 

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