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He lunges from left to right, securing his black Pumas against the goal post and suffocates the bright-orange hockey ball before the marauding yellow team can squeak it past him.
When the whistle stops play, he glances over to make sure we're watching. Happy as a clam behind his helmet's cage and bopping his head up and down like a parrot.
"Way to go, Cholly!" one of the fathers yells, slouching comfortably in his folding chair.
"His name is Charlie," his son says, stressing the "arlie."
"Well here in Philadelphia, we say Cholly," he says proudly, adjusting his thick gold chain around his deeply tanned neck.
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Over fifteen percent of San Diego County's population of 2.9 million has been evacuated from their homes due to impending threats of fast burning fires. The San Diego Charger's home field, Qualcomm Stadium, as well as local shelters and hotels are being filled up as a safe-haven for relocated San Diegans. More than 1,300 homes and businesses have been set afire by the wind propelled wildfires and containment in some areas is still zero percent.
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"Did it hurt real bad?"
"It burned," Charlie said. "It felt like I was on fire."
"Do you think mommy and daddy want to hurt you?"
Charlie nods in the affirmative.
"That would be really mean; like really evil. Do you think mommy and daddy are evil?"
He nods up and down again, dipping his waffle in a small bowl of sugar-free syrup.
The slight smirk tells me he doesn't truly believe that, but it sucks to hear that from your child nonetheless.
That was this morning. Last night we took Charlie to hell and back with two site changes. The first site change was so absolutely horrendous that we just HAD to do it again, the monsters that we are.
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"Did it hurt real bad?"
"It burned," Charlie said. "It felt like I was on fire."
"Do you think mommy and daddy want to hurt you?"
Charlie nods in the affirmative.
"That would be really mean; like really evil. Do you think mommy and daddy are evil?"
He nods up and down again, dipping his waffle in a small bowl of sugar-free syrup.
The slight smirk tells me he doesn't truly believe that, but it sucks to hear that from your child nonetheless.
That was this morning. Last night we took Charlie to hell and back with two site changes. The first site change was so absolutely horrendous that we just HAD to do it again, the monsters that we are.
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"Did it hurt real bad?"
"It burned," Charlie said. "It felt like I was on fire."
"Do you think mommy and daddy want to hurt you?"
Charlie nods in the affirmative.
"That would be really mean; like really evil. Do you think mommy and daddy are evil?"
He nods up and down again, dipping his waffle in a small bowl of sugar-free syrup.
The slight smirk tells me he doesn't truly believe that, but it sucks to hear that from your child nonetheless.
That was this morning. Last night we took Charlie to hell and back with two site changes. The first site change was so absolutely horrendous that we just HAD to do it again, the monsters that we are.
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"Do you still have that on?" No. 2 asked this morning as I was working on the laundry.
"Yep," I said, cheerfully.
I introduced the kids yesterday to my new medical accessory. I explained it the best way they would understand: Mommy doesn't have to take shots anymore because my medicine is in this.
"How long do you have to wear it?" she wanted to know.
"All the time."
My official pump training is Monday at 1 p.m. But I still strapped the pump on nearly as soon as I got it on Friday. I figured why not go ahead and get used to wearing it all the time.
I wore it around Friday without an infusion set, just hanging out in my pocket or on the outside of my pocket, dodging door frames and brushing the inside of my arm when I walked.
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"Do you still have that on?" No. 2 asked this morning as I was working on the laundry.
"Yep," I said, cheerfully.
I introduced the kids yesterday to my new medical accessory. I explained it the best way they would understand: Mommy doesn't have to take shots anymore because my medicine is in this.
"How long do you have to wear it?" she wanted to know.
"All the time."
My official pump training is Monday at 1 p.m. But I still strapped the pump on nearly as soon as I got it on Friday. I figured why not go ahead and get used to wearing it all the time.
I wore it around Friday without an infusion set, just hanging out in my pocket or on the outside of my pocket, dodging door frames and brushing the inside of my arm when I walked.
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Tomorrow morning we go to CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) to meet Charlie's new team of endos, nurses, dieticians, social workers and pump experts. I think it's like a seven-hour affair.
I must say, CHOP had me at "Insulin Pump and Technology Team." Charlie's prior endos didn't impress me with their pump know-how. With the pump being largely responsible for his survival, I saw this as a big problem. I became smitten when I saw that CHOP's pump team alone was equal in size to that of the attending physicians at the old place.
Charlie is also "pumped up" for tomorrow. Sorry, that was horrendous. Turning off awful pun mode now [click]. Of course Charlie has his own incentive-driven motivation.
"Mom, will I get that big shot tomorrow?" (he means bloodwork)
"I don't know, Susanne responds."
"It's been a while," he says, as if reminiscing of the good 'ole days of burning needle pain and screams so loud they set off fire sprinklers.
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Tomorrow morning we go to CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) to meet Charlie's new team of endos, nurses, dieticians, social workers and pump experts. I think it's like a seven-hour affair.
I must say, CHOP had me at "Insulin Pump and Technology Team." Charlie's prior endos didn't impress me with their pump know-how. With the pump being largely responsible for his survival, I saw this as a big problem. I became smitten when I saw that CHOP's pump team alone was equal in size to that of the attending physicians at the old place.
Charlie is also "pumped up" for tomorrow. Sorry, that was horrendous. Turning off awful pun mode now [click]. Of course Charlie has his own incentive-driven motivation.
"Mom, will I get that big shot tomorrow?" (he means bloodwork)
"I don't know, Susanne responds."
"It's been a while," he says, as if reminiscing of the good 'ole days of burning needle pain and screams so loud they set off fire sprinklers.
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This convention is about bringing together people affected by diabetes. Key speakers come from all corners of life and locale, sharing their knowledge on relevant topics. On convention day, Dr. Steve Edelman, founder and director of Taking Control Of Your Diabetes
(TCOYD), lead the way into a successful conference on all things diabetes. His opening presentation set the mood for a care-free and info packed day at the San Diego Convention Center.
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