Monday, January 18, 2016

Dreaming Large


The other day a group of us were sitting around a table and dreaming large. Everyone was talking about what they would be doing if they didn't work at the job they have now. We were having so much fun letting our minds linger in the moment and just relishing in the "what would we do"? My problem was that I didn't know what I would do. The questions kept lingering in the back of my mind what would I do? What could I do? I didn't want it to be something that would never happen, I wanted it to be something that I could one day make happen. After several days of dreaming I finally realized what I would do, are you read? Wait for it, long pause for effect, I would open a Diabetes Education Center!

I am so passionate about all things diabetes. I would love to help people who have been recently diagnosed get plugged into a community of people who understand what they are going through. I would love to have cooking classes, nutrition classes, and counseling for not only diabetics, but for families who have just been thrown into this world because a family member has been recently diagnosed. There is something about the idea of this that brings me great joy. And if this is something that I can one day make a reality I would be the happiest.

There are a lot of fears that come along with this dream. It will be a lot of work and if I failed I would be crushed. Sometimes it's nice to have the dream and let it be a dream. But I would also hate to hold back on something I am passionate about because I am scared. It's a lot to think about and I want to research the crap out of it before I even begin moving forward on anything. Right now, it's just a dream, but we will see if it turns into something more in the future.

Thursday, January 14, 2016

The Juice Box Conspiracy



Whenever low blood sugars hit I love to grab an apple juice. I don't know what it is, if it's the fact that it's been my favorite juice since I can remember, or the fact that its purely sugar, I just love it. I am all about sticking to the 15 rule during low blood sugars, unless it's a crazy low that causes me to inhale the refrigerator. I take 15 grams of sugar (drink my juice) wait 15 minutes and check until my numbers begin to rise. It's a piece of cake and I love it.

Then something strange started to happen in the juice box isle. All my juice boxes that were exactly 15grams started to disappear. They were all replaced by juice boxes that had 20-25grams instead. I know I am being a little dramatic. I can buy the bigger ones and just drink a smaller portion of it, no big deal. But it is a big a deal. What do I do with that last little bit of juice. Do I just finish it and do the math for the extra amount of sugar I just drank? Do I put the partially drank juice box in the fridge for the next time? It's a conundrum. Before, I would be dealing with a low, drinking my perfectly measured juice box, throw the used box out and replace it with another one in my car, purse,  or refrigerator. But now it's not that easy.

Where have all the small juice boxes gone to? Will they ever return? Is filling up our children with this extra 10-15grams of sugar a way for the government to know the medical field will always be around? Is it so I will spend more money? I don't know, I just wish that they would bring back the smaller juice boxes for my impending lows to be treated correctly.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Humility


My dad was diagnosed with Type 2 recently. My mom wanted to ask me all kinds of questions, but all I could do was explain to her that I wasn't quite sure how to manage Type 2. I have this stigma against people with Type 2 diabetes. I feel like they are the reason that I constantly have to fight insurance companies for more insulin and test strips, they don't even need meds because they can take care of it with diet and exercise. The list goes on and on. And then my dad was diagnosed and all that stigma went out the window.

My dad chose not to take the medication he was given for his diabetes, and decided to work at it solely with diet and exercise. His numbers have been great and his A1c is close to mine. He has had a few bad days here and there like any diabetic would during the learning stages, but for the most part he and my mom have gotten it under control. I'm a little jealous, but also really proud of he and my mom working together to get his disease under control.

My dad asked me to join him at one of his doctor's visits to help him navigate through this new world for him. The doctor said something to my dad that I would have never thought was true. He told my dad that he will always be Type 2 and will someday have to be placed on some form of  medication even insulin injections. The thing of it is, was that he didn't say it as a threat to my dad, but as a reality. My mind was 100% blown.

This entire time I thought that Type 2 was the easy form of this disease and that they didn't have to live with it for the rest of their lives. But I was wrong. I think about some of the posts I have written or comments I have made and am kicking myself. I must have looked like a total ass and for that I apologize. I get frustrated when people tell me how to handle my disease and I was doing the same thing about Type 2. I look forward to working along side my dad as he learns what he can about his disease to help me learn more about it as well.