In response to Mike Durbin's Diabetes Blessings Week, I've put together some first "thanks" we might have given upon our diagnoses...

The DKA Survivor — Thank goodness I'm alive!

Symptomatic Solly — Thank goodness we know what it is!

The New Type 1 (adult) — Thank goodness there's insulin!

The New Type 2 — Thank goodness I don't need insulin!

Type 1 (at Thanksgiving dinner) — Thank goodness I have insulin, so I don't have to say "no" to anything!

 

Just a Touch of "The Sugar" — Thank goodness there's a pill for that!

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“The reasonable man adapts himself to the world – the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.” -- George Bernard Shaw

A high school friend wrote this in my yearbook, with the exhortation to "be reasonably unreasonable". I've often said that one of my particular, err, talents is to see things from a perspective that is markedly different from everyone else's -- "to turn things on their ear", as it were. While I often gain perverse pleasure from finding a previously-unexplored viewpoint and making it public -- very public -- this trait often allows me to see important truths that may have been hidden to others, and to present them in a relatively reasoned manner.

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Last week, Kelly at Diabetesaliciousness blogged and tweeted about diabetes misconceptions she'd like the folk at Mythbusters to debunk. This past Tuesday, the theme for the sixth annual D-Blog Day was "Six things you'd like people to know about diabetes". Around the blogosphere we saw everything from "Don't tell me I can/can't eat that" to "don't pity me" and, most of all, "Don't assume that my diabetes is the same as your [cat's, aunt's, grandmother's, BFF's ex-lover's second-cousin's mother-in-law's] diabetes". (READ MORE)

A.Guandalini

My blood sugar is currently at 384. I just stare at the number. My mind trying not to fathom what those digits represent. I checked my blood sugar because I wanted to enjoy the cookie that I saved from dinner. Now I stare at this cookie, taunting me, telling me how my life is going to be. It looks so yummy with its million chocolate chips and golden brown hue. But those numbers tell me that my cookie will have to wait. (READ MORE)

Jon Kneller

Fifteen years. A decade and a half. Thousands of days. Millions of minutes. Over half my life.

It doesn't seem real that I've lived with diabetes for fifteen years. It doesn't seem fathomable that this is only the first fifteen years of many more. I can't imagine how the rest of my life will daily involve diabetes despite the daily involvement of the last fifteen years. I just can't picture more infusion sets, more doctors appointments, more worries. (READ MORE)