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I don't expect everyone I've ever met to remember that I'm diabetic. There was a period that I barely told anyone about it, unless I was absolutely forced to. So how could they remember if they never knew?

 

I do expect my close friends, family and important people (i.e. my coworkers, my professors, etc) to remember that I'm diabetic. After all, most of them see the daily battle that diabetes is. How can you forget that?

 

But so often, my friends forget. Sometimes I feel like my own family forgets. They get involved in their own lives, their own problems and forget about this portion of my life. Yet, I can't excuse them.

 

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Thanks to En Vogue for those lyrics. We got back from vacation late Friday night but I'm still feeling my way back to my "new normal".

 

10 days in New Mexico in a travel trailer with kids (ages 4 & 1) - it went really well!  Yes, that's shock you see in my punctuation!  We went places and saw people and ran, ran, ran.  The weather was beautiful, highs hovering around 80.  They have gotten a lot of rain and some Dolly-effect flooding this summer, so it was quite lush by New Mexico standards.

 

Unfortunately, I didn't replace my workouts as I had hoped I would.  Read that as "hoped, but didn't make definite plans for ahead of time." I need to remember that for the future.  On the plus side, I was much more active than usual.

 

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I was reading Vivian's blog the other day and she talked about finding peace when you deal with chronic illness. She deals with two - her son has type 1 and her husband has MS. She's a woman with an awful lot on her plate and she spoke of how she wished she could just accept her lot in life, make peace with the hand she was dealt. I responded on her blog, but it got me thinking.

I don't know if you can ever totally make peace with your lot in life. In fact, I don't think that you should. You can accept it for what it is - your life - but you can still be pissed off about it at times and cry about it at times and blog about it at times. I don't think people should just meekly accept things. I think getting dealt a bum hand completely allows you to rage about it.
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I was reading Vivian's blog the other day and she talked about finding peace when you deal with chronic illness. She deals with two - her son has type 1 and her husband has MS. She's a woman with an awful lot on her plate and she spoke of how she wished she could just accept her lot in life, make peace with the hand she was dealt. I responded on her blog, but it got me thinking.

I don't know if you can ever totally make peace with your lot in life. In fact, I don't think that you should. You can accept it for what it is - your life - but you can still be pissed off about it at times and cry about it at times and blog about it at times. I don't think people should just meekly accept things. I think getting dealt a bum hand completely allows you to rage about 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. (READ MORE)

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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. (READ MORE)

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A number of you left comments on my post about leaving little clues about my diabetes diagnosis for my boss in an email. Several of you were pretty critical of my actions.

 

Long-time readers of my blog, though, will know that I’ve decided to take a different approach at my new job. When I was diagnosed, I was less than a year into a job I loved with people I loved and respected. I had no problem telling just about everyone about my diagnosis. In fact, I felt relieved knowing everyone knew.

 

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A study published in the December edition of Diabetes Care magazine (an ADA publication) examined the links between diabetes, depression and mortality in older adults.
Not surprisingly, untreated depression led to a much higher death rate in 5 years than if there was depression intervention. Intervention was either an anti-depressant or psychotherapy.
It is difficult to take care of all the aspects of this disease on a good day, when you're depressed it's nearly impossible. How hard is it to go out for your daily walk when you just want to keep your head under the covers? (READ MORE)

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Recently, a woman at work discovered I have diabetes. I don't hide the fact that I have it at work, but it's not readily apparent. In the interest of safety, I've told several key people outright - and the folks in the near vicinity of my work space know because I don't hide my testing, pumping, or other efforts toward good control. If someone asks, I am usually happy to answer questions, clear up misconceptions, or alleviate concerns.
L, who works on the other side of our fairly large office, and who I don't see that often, came to my desk the other day and rather unceremoniously started into a monologue about my diabetes, It went something like, "Oh, Nicole" Look of concern, "A just told me about your diabetes. You have the bad kind, don't you? You have to take shots and things. Oh it must be so hard with having it the way you do. You have to stay away from sweets and I bet the shots hurt a lot."
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