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I woke up this morning with a 136 on the Freestyle. One of these days I will actual be within range when I wake up. Anyhow, I was not very upset about that.

 

After realizing I had overslept I ran into the shower and hurried like mad. This has been the scenario for the entire week. I wake up late and run like mad to get to work close to starting time.

 

This morning, I was 20 minutes late. As soon as I walk in the door my supervisor says, “The phones are not working, I don’t know what to do!”

 

I have become the “Tech Guy” in the office and anything that blinks, beeps, or has a plug seems to fall into my domain. I guess I am that much of a dork that they automatically assume I know all things electronical but that my friends is not the case.

 

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I was having an email conversation with a friend of mine in Ireland. She was diagnosed with MS about a year ago and has been posting on an MS message board - she calls it the Sicko board. She said there is a woman on there that logs every twinge, every ache, every pain, so that she can discuss them with her doctor. My friend asked if I did this for Olivia.
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On rare occasions, diabetes fades into the background like the hum of a distant freight train or barely audible elevator music. If I have nothing to write, that's likely a good thing. Last weekend was not one of those times.

 

On Friday night, Charlie muttered "damn, diabetes!" angrily after I put the kibosh on the candy push-pops being handed out at the baseball field.

 

On Saturday, in the shower, Charlie asked what all the little marks on his fingers were. He asked if the marks would go away. I weakly said "I think so."

 

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So, just between me and you, where was the strangest place you've ever done it? While scuba diving in the Great Barrier Reef? On the observation deck of the Empire State Building? While getting a tattoo? At a baby's christening? While milking a cow?
For me, it was on the highest point of a slowly moving Ferris wheel on a steamy night in August. Man, that was one, hot night.
As we crept higher and higher, Charlie felt lower and lower.
Come on, people! Let's keep it clean. I'm talking about the strangest place you've ever tested your blood sugar! Sheesh!
As many of you know all too well, lows don't play fair. They don't wait until the ride is over. They just strike when they damn well please. (READ MORE)

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I haven't ACTUALLY basal tested in awhile (by that, I mean I haven't done it the right way, but surely I've watched my numbers fall in patterns). I usually eat the same things for breakfast, so to me basal testing for the morning hours seems a bit ridiculous. But the last few days of numbers have me thinking that a basal test is in demand.

 

I've been trying to check after meals more regularly so that I can see if I want to go on Symlin later. But these new numbers have me wondering what is going on inside this body of mine.

 

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Over the weekend, I had a low blood sugar in the middle of the night that left me feeling like I had been beaten soundly and left in a ditch. (Covered in petrol, a la Eddie Izzard.)
It was a strange experience, though, because the "low hangover" feeling was neatly accompanied by a feeling of guilt. This low wasn't one that came out of no where and smacked up upside the head. This low was the result of a miscalculation while I was at dinner. (READ MORE)

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Over the weekend, I had a low blood sugar in the middle of the night that left me feeling like I had been beaten soundly and left in a ditch. (Covered in petrol, a la Eddie Izzard.)
It was a strange experience, though, because the "low hangover" feeling was neatly accompanied by a feeling of guilt. This low wasn't one that came out of no where and smacked up upside the head. This low was the result of a miscalculation while I was at dinner. (READ MORE)

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Over the weekend, I had a low blood sugar in the middle of the night that left me feeling like I had been beaten soundly and left in a ditch. (Covered in petrol, a la Eddie Izzard.)
It was a strange experience, though, because the "low hangover" feeling was neatly accompanied by a feeling of guilt. This low wasn't one that came out of no where and smacked up upside the head. This low was the result of a miscalculation while I was at dinner. (READ MORE)

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This post by our very own Carey Potash - got me thinking about how I'd feel if we found a cure. I decided to practice how I might bid diabetes farewell - Dear John-style.
Dear Diabetes, (READ MORE)

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The open bag of chocolate-covered raisins stared at me from beside my keyboard. I had a craving that morning for something chocolate and popable, like M&Ms or junior mints. It was a strange craving because most of me didn't want to give in, but the part that drove me to the drug store and walked me to the candy aisle obviously won out.
I gave those raisins the evil eye before I twisted the top of the bag and threw them into my top desk drawer. I should have thrown them away, but I knew I'd want some later. Strange, yes, my thought process.
It was around lunch time when I sat on the couch, unable to move from the nastiness I was feeling in my stomach. Four times in two hours I had been to the bathroom. Getting back to work wasn't any easier as I was barely able to concentrate. (READ MORE)

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