If I've been a bit incommunicado during the early part of the month, a chunk of it can be attributed to the pre-Christmas time crunch of cookie baking and working retail. I actually had several ideas sketched out — two of them even drafted — but no time to sit and get them posted. Finally, I had some time over Christmas Eve and Christmas Day — but for some still-undetermined reason, every time I tried to access my page to post, I got a 404 File Not Found error. Worse yet, I got this error for everything under Blogabetes — so I missed Carey's posts on Charlie's Christmas and all but the first paragraph of "Prickings" as well. (READ MORE)

s0ulsurfing

Every day, I live my life with diabetes the same way. I test my blood sugar, I treat lows and I change infusion sets. It is a part of me. Sometimes, it is all of me. I get frustrated on a regular basis with the highs and lows or the way it interrupts my entire life from school to dating to sleep.

It amazes me though when I look back on all those days. It makes me smile. As frustrated as I get and all the tears I cry, I don't remember diabetes as my past. Surely, it's there. I just don't remember the daily parts of the disease. (READ MORE)

jgebis

I want to be the Little Mermaid. I want my ocean life to turn to land. I want to suddenly be able to cross to the other side. I want a day without diabetes. Just one day.

If I could imagine a day without diabetes... it would be hard to know where to start. Maybe I'd go jogging and not worry about getting low hours later. Maybe I would make my day on a holiday so I could eat anything I wanted without thinking about boluses and temp basals.

Certainly I would rejoice in not being glued to an insulin pump and infusion set. I would get rid of the calluses on my fingers from the eight finger sticks a day. I wouldn't worry about heightened risks for heart disease, glaucoma, or even the common cold. (READ MORE)