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I knew I was getting close to the banquet room for the JDRF annual meeting when I spotted a used ACCU-CHEK test strip on the carpet like a breadcrumb in the forest.
I was reluctant to go; reluctant to make the commitment. As it is, there are not enough hours in the day.
Walking through the doors was sort of surreal. It was like a plumbers' convention. Only they weren't plumbers. I snaked my way around the room looking for a place to sit, taking in the throng of diabetes chatter as the people talked shop.
Snippets of conversations zipped into my ears and blended into others.
"So I says, honey, you got to get a freakin' pump!" coming from one table.
"You get ketones?" from another table.
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I have not been compliant with my diabetes protocol for several months. I haven't been testing, I haven't been watching what I eat or exercising. I've even been eating straight carb snacks - when I'm supposed to "never eat carbs alone! "
I can "get away" with this once in a while because I'm early in Type 2. But today I read a story that pulled me up short.
People with diabetes are 15 times more likely to have a lower limb amputation than those without the disease. Yes, FIFTEEN times more likely. And then, 70% of the people who have amputations are dead within 5 years.
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I am snuggled safe in my bed, with my insulin pump tucked up against me, working just fine. I wish I was aware of this.
But I'm not.
I am in the living room of my Aunty Dot's house in Weymouth, MA. The purple seventies style shag carpeting growing up between my toes like grass. I am leaning on a plaid recliner. My brothers are there. We're kids. And we're with my dad. We're eating chinese food. Only my chinese food is pink. If I explained all of the things wrong with the above scenario (for example: my Aunty Dot has been gone a long time and she never actually had a shag carpet), the pink chinese food would seem perfectly fine. .
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Diabetes is a crazy disease. It's constantly surprising me and keeping me on my toes. I guess I enjoy the surprises so that I don't get stuck in the monotonous drone of diabetes life, but at the same time, some predictability would be nice.
I took too long to study for an exam this morning, which put me rushing to get to my first class on time. I left the house only two minutes late. I checked off the mental list in my head. A/C turned up. Check. Cat fed. Check. Meter. Check. Money. Check. And so on.
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Kerri recently posted a blog on Six Until Me about her co-worker having "diabetes for the day." It was interesting to hear just a few details about an outsider's perspective on this disease. Even though it was only for a day, at least a small portion of what we go through hit home with him.
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