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Last week when I emailed my human resources rep about how to interpret the information I got from customer service about what is covered in regard to an insulin pump, the last thing I expected to hear was that as of Jan. 1 we'd have a new insurance company.
I really didn't think much of the insurance switch at the time. In fact, I never really have had such a vested interest in my insurance company until now. The biggest obstacle I saw when S. told me of the switch was that I might not get the same deal on an insulin pump as the customer service guy told me I could get. (READ MORE)

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The problem with living with diabetes 24/7 is that you forget the details of the disease. It becomes like breathing or eating. You only remember the major moments...the great food you enjoyed or the time you got pulled under by a wave and struggled for the surface and air.

 

And that's exactly how diabetes is for me. After sixteen plus years of this disease, I can't remember the finger pricks or the insulin shots or any of the in between. It just zooms past my memory because I don't find a need to remember these minute issues (and my brain would constantly be on overload if I tried to remember 6+ finger pricks a day for the past sixteen years).

 

But today, I'm finding the need to remember these issues. Since I'm back on MDI's for the time being, I've been submerged into the life of insulin injections and many more finger checks. The ups and downs of diabetes are now important. The details are important.

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After a month of contemplation, phone calls, and hassle, I've finally made an appointment with a new doctor. If you haven't followed along, my old endo wasn't being as cooperative or helpful as I wanted him to be. So I decided to pursue a new endo that might walk me through the next few years of my life as I prepare for the "real world," babies, and possibly even marriage. I called several doctors recommended by my pediatric endo, only to find out that my insurance either will not let me see them or I'd have to go about a massive ordeal just to get an appointment.

 

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In a little over a week, my life is going to take a drastic change. I will be transitioning into something completely new that I really can't wait for even though I'm almost too scared to admit it. I'm excited about this next phase of my life. I'm excited to start a new chapter and feel more balanced. I'm excited that God has had my back from the start and is bringing me into things that I can't even believe.

 

Next week, I'll start training to be a Casework Supervisor for the Court Appointed Special Advocates (or CASA, for short). It's a full time position coordinating CASA volunteers and cases. My mom has volunteered for them for many years and I'm 100% behind their mission to speak up for abused and neglected children through volunteer work.

 

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There's something like 100 people or more who work for my company, at the same location I am. We take up two entire floors of a huge office building in downtown Phoenix. This is a much different atmosphere than the intimate, six-people office I came from where diabetes seemed to be a much more familiar topic.

 

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It was literally in an instant that I felt a low, tested and then was blown away from symptoms. I was about two minutes from going downstairs to eat lunch with the other editors in my group.

I found some Skittles and ate a handful, all while my symptoms continued to get worse fast. I knew I was going to have a nasty rebound high, but I continued to eat the Skittles until I thought I was feeling better. I heard the girls get up to go downstairs.

 

"Are you ready?" D asked as she passed my cube.
"I'll be down in a second," I said knowing there was no way I'd be able to walk yet, much less walk down three flights of stairs.

 

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I've always been "advanced" for my age. I skipped a grade in middle school. I never found interest in keeping up with the crowds in high school. In college, I never got into the party scene. I was always focused on my work and the next steps.

 

This portion of my personality that looks ahead, plans for the future, and doesn't always live in the "now" has saved me a lot of trouble over the years. For instance, when I couldn't find a job after college, the planner in me had saved enough money to live on and not stress about where my next meal would come from. But there have also been moments where the planner has caused me grief.

 

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I was finally able to get my lab results from my doctor's appointment back on the 7th today. As the agent read me the doctor's notes, I began to laugh. At this point, it's comical when the doctors or nurses begin telling me that my blood sugar is high or how I should change it and that I need to come in every few weeks to get it under control. I just want to punch them in the face really.

 

The agent read off that the doctor wanted me to increase my Lantus by one unit until my morning numbers were steadily at 150 (when my morning numbers are actually quite perfect, it's those post prandials that get me). My blood sugar at the time of the draw was 158 and she was alarmed by this. I wonder how alarmed she'd be that I was 394 after yoga today (don't ask me how it happens that you can spike that high after a workout, the body is evil).

 

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"You're moving!" I said as I sat down on Dr. L's couch this morning.

 

"I know," she said with a smile. "It was a really, really difficult decision."

 

"Well I can understand that. Where are you moving?" I wasn't sure she would tell me seeing as she's a psychiatrist and I'm her patient and there's the whole maybe-she's-crazy-and-will-stalk-me thing. I sensed a little hesitation, but she told me where she's moving.

 

I've always felt a really good connection between me and Dr. L. I mean, I would be just as open with any psychiatrist but there's something about Dr. L that makes me feel like she takes her patients personally. Does that make sense? I just feel like she treats me like more than just the next patient.

 

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My cousin H asked me the other day if I had found a new doctor yet. No, I told her I hadn't made any calls yet. I feel sort of weird about doctor hopping, but that's the way it has to be. 

 

I've never been in this situation before, so it's no wonder that I didn't think of making an "interview appointment" sooner. We interviewed pediatricians when I was pregnant with No. 1, so it makes sense that you should be able to do it with physicians in other areas. I did at one point consider calling offices and asking to talk to the office manager or main nurse, but I really wasn't sure I'd get the answers I was looking for. Actually, I'm not sure the doctor will be able to answer all these questions, but someone in the office should be able to.

 

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