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I'm finally getting around to catching up on my reading. In October, Diabetes Care reported that for some people with diabetes, the care is worse than the illness itself. You can read about it
here.
Apparently, almost 20 percent of those surveyed said they'd rather die 8 to 10 years early and avoid treatments.
Not me. I'd rather have pinpricks in my fingers and needles in my belly, and keep my eyes, legs and kidneys in working order. Sure, it would be better to not have diabetes, but these are the cards I've been dealt and I'm just gonna have to deal with it.
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I'm finally getting around to catching up on my reading. In October, Diabetes Care reported that for some people with diabetes, the care is worse than the illness itself. You can read about it
here.
Apparently, almost 20 percent of those surveyed said they'd rather die 8 to 10 years early and avoid treatments.
Not me. I'd rather have pinpricks in my fingers and needles in my belly, and keep my eyes, legs and kidneys in working order. Sure, it would be better to not have diabetes, but these are the cards I've been dealt and I'm just gonna have to deal with it.
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Having played roller hockey for many years now, I have acquired a lot of hours on my inline hockey skates. Well, after two rink closures this past year, I have had some gaps in my playing time.
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There was fog when I walked from the parking lot to my office. I thought it was the bright sunshine. Or the warmer temperatures. Or the jacket I was wearing that was making me feel so warm.
I was disconnected, but thought it was from the conversation I had just had with The Mr.
I wanted junk food. Something smooth like chocolate, but not crunchy like cookies. I walked to the vending machine and gently fed it money until it dropped a Milky Way.
Walking up the stairs there was more fog. I thought I was tired, overwhelmed with life issues. I briefly sat at my desk, logged in to my email account.
Symlin rushed me to the bathroom, where I lingered longer than usual. Fog.
Washing my hands, I looked in the mirror and it was almost as if I were watching myself on TV. Like I wasn't really there. There was a narrowness to my vision.
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When we got out of the car, the first thing Charlie did was adjust his "Charlie's Angels" t-shirt so that his insulin pump was visible to his fellow diabetic comrades.
Then he scoped the area for others who sported similar machinery. If there was a "D" signal on the pump, he would have surely activated it.
Calling all diabetics! Calling all diabetics! Rendezvous at the Tastykake table in 5. Tell your mothers you feel low.
We had a gorgeous day filled with sunshine and the support of great friends and family who walked beside us for a cure at Rutgers University's agricultural campus.
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It's sad when a basic necessity becomes a luxury. But as a new mom, I'm learning fast that things I once took for granted, like a daily shower or a quick trip to Starbucks for the new
Sugar-free Gingerbread Latte (yum! have you tried it?), are all too hard to come by these days.
The worst of it is sleep. During pregnancy, I was warned by parents everywhere to enjoy my sleep while I still could. And I knew having a baby in the house would make it difficult to catch a few Zzzs. But I honestly was not prepared for just how bad it would really be.
I'm lucky if I get four hours in a 24-hour period.
It takes a real toll on my mood (just ask my husband) and my energy level. Now research shows this chronic sleep deprivation is bad for my health and weight.
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