* This just in from the Potash Research Facility. In a five-day study involving the consumption of Frosted Mini-Wheats cereal for breakfast, one patient (Charlie) demonstrated postprandial blood glucose levels that - in scientific terms - didn't suck. Glucose levels peaked at about 200 mg/dl, a marked reduction from the postprandial effect of blueberry waffles. Chief Scientist Susanne Potash observed positive results in four out of five days. The patient's reaction, however, after being told that he'd be having more Mini-Wheats and less blueberry waffles for breakfast, did suck.
* I read a very good post from blogger Kim Benjet called Diabetes, Parental Sorrow and Depression. It addresses the mental and physical toll of being a parent of a child with diabetes. Many of us downplay the effect on ourselves because we are so consumed with the effect of diabetes on our children. I know I do. We brush it off. We say we're just doing what we have to do. Ask me what it's like getting up every night at 2 am, and I'll probably say, "It's not so bad. My body is used to it." Maybe it is bad. I'm a fairly upbeat person and I don't have a family history of depression, but you never really know what could be lurking psychologically after years and years of this madness.
* Charlie said it would be cool if there was an NHL hockey team called "The Pumps." He hasn't designed the logo yet, but I imagine it would feature an angry, toothless hockey player strangling an opposing toothless hockey player with his pump tubing. He said when playing in their home arena, rather than the usual sound of a foghorn, goals and period endings should be marked with the blaring pump alert - Beep! Boop! Beep! I asked if only people with diabetes would play for The Pumps. He said just two.
* Reminder: If you are out in the cold for an extended period of time, keep your meter in your pocket to keep it warm and operating properly. Something I didn't do recently. After standing in the cold for about an hour watching Charlie ice skate, I put the test strip in the meter and the meter responded "y-y-y-y-y-yeah, r-r-r-r-r-r-r-right."
That's all that's happening for now. Keep an eye out for some diabetes fun 'n games coming soon.
