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Anyone who knows me knows that I don't like to waste money. Well, who does? Then it may come as a surprise to hear that I've essentially just asked my endo if it's OK for me to throw $25 down the tubes.
You see, for about the last six weeks or so I've been battling some terrible, terrible seasonal allergies that are completely wrecking my blood sugar. I haven't been able to exercise in more than two weeks because my numbers were so unpredictable that I was getting very frustrated with still getting high numbers after my daily walk when normally my walk offers a drop in blood sugar or a stabilization of it.
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Today is
Earth Day and having grown up in an environmentally responsible household, I consciously make green decisions throughout my day. Turning off lights here, not wasting water there, paper over plastic… any little thing that I know eventually adds up in a big way. A difficult part of deciding on a
pump, however, was the green impact it carried along with it. The
OmniPod was designed to be worn for three days and then hucked in the trash… really?
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Yesterday was Earth Day and, as usual, I'm late to the party.
Diabetes care does generate a lot of waste. Olivia's on a pump, so she has tubing, cartridges, insulin vials and test strips that all wind up in the trash. For the last couple of years, I've been trying to figure out how, or even if, I could recycle any part of that waste.
For a year, we saved insulin vials. Last December, I popped out the rubber seals on 50 of them and strung them on some tiny, battery-operated Christmas tree lights. I'm thinking of doing that again this year and giving them out as presents to people - it would definitely be making a statement.
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The results from my first week on the Core Plan at Weight Watchers proved positive. I lost a little. I thought I would lose more. I expected I would. But I still lost so that is good.
I posted about the differences between the Flex and Core plan on my
personal blog today.
One of the big differences about the Flex plan (one with the Points) and the Core plan is that you eat until you are satisfied. This, my dear readers, may be the reason for not losing at least a flipping pound this week.
Satisfied? How do I figure that out? I always ate until I was full or finished my plate and that was it. That is the way I was raised. “Are you full?” That was always the question when I would announce being “done” with dinner.
But being satisfied is a totally different thing.
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Some days it seems the world is ganging up on me. Since my baby was born, I have read something about the importance of exercise nearly every day. Even USA Weekend has a
column this week about exercise as a weapon to fight Type 2 diabetes.
30 minutes a day at least 5 days a week - that's what everyone says. How hard is that to fit in? To judge by my life, you'd think it was an unachievable goal.
I easily waste 30 minutes a day (probably several times) that could be diverted to exercise. What I've been reading tells me that I can even break it into 3 10-minute segments. I live in a semi-rural area where I can safely walk with no problem. I own a dozen or more exercise DVDs, and the stability ball, yoga mat, hand weights and elastic bands to go with them.
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A new study in the JAMA indicates that
omega-3 fatty acid supplements may keep at-risk kids from developing type 1 diabetes. The study found that kids who did eat fish, nuts or other sources of omega-3 fatty acids had a 55% less chance of developing diabetes. (I linked to the National Review of Medicine site because JAMA charges you a $15 fee to view their articles. Ouch.)
Sometimes I'm not sure what to think about these studies. Olivia was diagnosed when she was not quite three years old, so I suppose I could have given her Omega-3 supplements. I guess I'll have to figure out how to incorporate them into the two little girls' diets - I don't know that they'll eat fish and that's an expensive food to waste if they don't like it. Plus the whole mercury thing...honestly, some days I wonder if anything is safe to eat any more.
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For 4 weeks I have avoided the world. I stopped blogging. Stopped logging. Stopped counting points. Just stopped.
What good did it do me? Lots actually when I look back. I realized that support and friends are an important part of my life and my diabetes management. I use the support and advice from my friends almost daily. When I read comments on blog posts I always find support and help from so many. It truly keeps me in line.
The other side of it is that I found that worrying does no good at all. I have spent this last month worrying about money which did absolutely no good. The only good that came about was that realization. Worry is a waste of time.
What is annoying is that I know this. I know that worry is nothing more then a stress creator and with that, a glucose "inflator." I need not add to the stress of my life worrying all the time.
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Now that my diabetes is back under control again, I have plenty of time and energy to obsess over other things. Namely my beautiful little boy, who's 7 months old already, and making sure the world is safe for him and future generations. (Note: This has absolutely NOTHING to do with diabetes!)
It started around Earth Day. We "celebrated" the day like any other day. My husband put pesticides on the front lawn (die grubs! die!) and I carted home a dozen (doubled) disposable plastic bags of groceries, including a big bag of Pampers. I then proceeded to clean the house, using standard petroleum-based cleaners and paper towels.
Needless to say, we weren't a very green household.
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I'm sure I would have had a huge goofy smile on my face watching Charlie play baseball even if he was free of disease. But something about watching the kid with diabetes out-hustle every other kid on the field, just made my heart burst wide open with pride.
He wasn't the fastest. He didn't hit the ball the furthest. He didn't throw the hardest. But sweet lord, that little firecracker played with passion.
Planted on the pitcher's mound, he became an instant fan favorite by throwing his body in front of sharply hit line drives destined for the deep edges of the outfield. The parents and coaches laughed as he looked like a hockey goalie under assault, flopping around on the ground, making save after save.
Before practice, I wondered what to do with the pump.
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It dawned on my recently that I completely missed my
diagnosis anniversary. It is not like I throw a glucose filled party or anything but I like to recognize "another year, still here" kind of mentality.
But I missed it! I was kind of upset about this since it makes for a good blog post (LOL) but maybe it is not what I was supposed to be thinking about. Diabetes is on my mind constantly and forgetting something like my anniversary is really not that big of a deal.
Not only that but I always feel like it is and it isn't something to shout about. Sure I have made it another year but when I give diabetes all this power and attention it seems like it is getting the best of me in a way. I know some of you will disagree and I would love to hear how your diagnosis anniversaries go for you.
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