Am I a control freak? A striver? A rebel? Maybe I'm self assured? A slacker? An ostrich? Or am I just along for the ride?

Diabetes can really take a toll on your life, your actions, your experiences, and your personality. It challenges your likes and dislikes, your dreams and impossibilities. It's continually stretching you, sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse.

For me, diabetes is always present. It never leaves, no matter what I do. My thoughts are riddled with diabetes questions and answers and ideas. My body constantly checks itself to see where my diabetes stands. Everything around me is marked with the signs of diabetes, from the meter in my purse to the prescriptions in my fridge to the test strips everywhere I turn.

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I've been somewhat ambivalent about today's rally surrounding the United Nations Summit on Non-Communicable Diseases. The libertarian "party line" is that the United Nations does little more than abrogate nation-states' sovereignty and forcibly redistribute income from the wealthier nations to the less-wealthy, dampening incentives for innovation and destroying private charity efforts which would otherwise improve the lives of those in need. On the other hand, the prospect of spending time with friends I seldom see in-person is an opportunity not to be missed.

It's a dilemma I'd been wrestling with for a couple of months, and friendship was winning over politics. However, neither friendship nor politics had the choice to decide.

The deciding factor was money.

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Like the old ad for Skittles (chewy fruit-flavored candies), diabetes bloggers come in all shapes, sizes, colors, and flavors. [OK, all Skittles are square, but that's not the point.] Right here on Blogabetes, we range from parents of children with Type 1 diabetes (Carey, Julia), people who have lived most of their lives with type 1 diabetes (Nicole, Lindsey), people who were diagnosed with type 1 diabetes as adults (Michelle), and people with type 2 diabetes (myself, Mike). (READ MORE)