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By: FatCatAnna

The Roller Coaster Ride of Diabetes! Whoo! Whoo!

I am a Type 1 diabetic diagnosed back in the early 60's as a child.  I am living in Montreal, Canada and enjoy scribbling about diabetes from time to time. I’ve had my ups / downs just like any person would experience with going through life - diabetic or not.  My motto in life?  Diabetes does not control me – I control it!! 

You can find more posts/discussions at my Facebook page called "The Roller Coaster Ride of Diabetes" and also on Twitter under the name of FatCatAnna.  Feel free to follow me at both places or send me a private message!


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Questioned by my pharmacist on my insulin regime - Oct 15
Have you ever had a heart to heart talk with your pharmacist who delivers your “legal” drugs? I know that a few of my American D-mates only deal with online ...
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When You're Hot, You're Hot - Oct 03
Jerry Reed's song title above - is what made me get all squirmy and excited about writing this #dblog post today. This winter our heating bill for the house will be reduced ...
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I'm so excited - Sep 28
I found a new way to carry my insulin pump!  I have a few Spibelts (I posted in the forums here about a special edition larger pocket one).  I never got that ...
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Low potassium diet - Aug 31
The other day, an American Type 1 diabetic on Facebook wrote to me asking if I could help them in finding more information for a low potassium diet and recipes to go with ...
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Crack Free #ShowMeYourPump - Jul 29
Well, recently that hash tag statement went abit wild on Twitter and other social media areas.  Mainly I think due in fact to Ms. Idaho’s recent win – and ...
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Questioned by my pharmacist on my insulin regime
Posted: Oct 15, 2014 21:26:46 0 Comments.
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  • Have you ever had a heart to heart talk with your pharmacist who delivers your “legal” drugs? I know that a few of my American D-mates only deal with online pharmacies – and I’ve always wondered about that – other than them telling you you’re not covered by your insurance – do you ever have a chat with someone who is wondering why you take the meds you do to maintain your health and knows what your talking about?

    While I find the right dose with Synthroid for my thyroid aka Hashimoto disease  (hi yaaaa - karate chop to the head!!!!).  I’ve been requesting my GP to increase my dosage to get myself to a level of TSH that makes me feel happy – and she’s willing to go along with me as I experiment <lol> - which was my reason for my pharmacy visit at Costco today). I decided at the same time to order up some fast acting insulin since I was getting low on my current bottle (I only order up 1 at a time). I use NovoRapid, which I’ve been using for as long as I can remember, whenever it came onto the market (remember – I’ve been thru’ many vials since ’67 – I don’t have the memory to retain all the various types over those years – there’s better things to remember than … which one was I using back in 1984 – and who knows – some of you will remember what you used – me … nope … I just remember my fav bevy … Brador beer from across the river in Hull in the disco days – “ I want action – I got so much to give – I love the night life – I got to boogie “ .....

    I paid up for all my goodies (of course – who doesn’t want to throw in a few bottles of test strips – let’s get the party going – whoot! whoot! long live the punctured fingertip). Then the cashier told me that the pharmacist wanted to talk to me before they handed over what I'd just paid for. Hmmm, only time they’ve done that is for a new med. What could it be?

    Apparently, the pharmacist couldn’t understand why I had long lasting insulin on my file. I explained the story of George Michael – my Animas 2020 pump – being out of warranty – dying on Dec 31/15  - no longer using him when I went on airline trips with no warranty, etc. and having to resort to using the old – bend over –throw the dart aka needle into your behind like a pro dart player!!! Bull’s eye!!!  Along with my trial with Levemir insulin for my long lasting regime - which I didn't do so well with due to allergic reactions (that was new to her - and she was very interested).

     

    All over, it was a very interesting discussion for us both - I learned a few things about her trade - and she too about what I do within the diabetic community aka DOC. She said she only knows what she learned at school about Type 1 diabetes – and talking to me – made her appreciate what we go through – and what works for each of us (no one system works for another person – we are all different with our control of our health).

    And with this short little blog – I bid you adieu for the evening – while I prepare to head to Jenna’s Journey tomorrow – to put her to sleep for the winter months on her comfy little cradle that will keep her upright out of the water. It’s been a busy past few weeks getting her prepared for the winter. I am not looking forward to the next 8 months on dry land as you can tell. Sigh – dreaming already of next year’s adventures on her.

    When You're Hot, You're Hot
    Posted: Oct 3, 2014 13:41:54 0 Comments.
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  • Jerry Reed's song title above - is what made me get all squirmy and excited about writing this #dblog post today.

    This winter our heating bill for the house will be reduced drastically.  That is if my DH can withstand <16 C (60 F) temps all the time.  A recent holiday on our sailboat aka Jenna’s Journey, where the cabin temperatures at night dipped as low as 4C, with a duvet on top of “us” to keep us warm over the night, along with the v-berth that we sleep in, with the door closed ….  Well, the “us” means my DH was all huddled comfortably under the covers, whilst I had thrown them aside, tossing & turning in a sweaty hot heat. 

    The other aspect of my hot flushes.  My skin has an even rosier glow to it (I have rosacea), and people say I look so healthy and young (see glistening skin below <lol>).  Meanwhile, as they babble on, I’m sweating like a pig and wishing I could plunge into the Arctic Ocean. 

    The above two statements are the pro bit of this little ditty.

    Yes, the sexy illusion of "glistening skin", especially in-between the girls is a right turn on for some blokes.  Sadly, my DH is a solid sleeper, so he missed out on that aspect of my night sweats lately.  For me, it’s becoming a bloody nightmare, along with sleep deprivation if the temps aren’t cool enough for me.

    Oh and the mood swings (never had those before) … I even scare myself at times – it’s like I’m watching a psycho movie and I’m staring in it ( strike a poise Madonna style).  I talked to some people at various ports during our holidays, and their advise when you’re about to blow off steam …. COUNT TO TEN J

    So, as we all know, mucked up sleep can screw up a lot of things.  Our bodies were meant to have a good solid sleep (whether it be 4 or 12, depending on the individual, solid … no waking up inbetween … is the best type of sleep).

    For myself, with all this hormonal imbalance with T1 diabetes, Hashimoto’s, menopause … my blood sugars are going right whacky over the past year.   My A1c has gone up from it’s usual 6% level I’ve had over the past 4 years to my last blood test where it was 7.2%.  With the last few months of blood tests I’ve performed, where I seem to average 12 mmol/l ( mg/dl) – I think I’m going to be seeing an even higher number. 

    Yes, a higher A1c number is freaking me out at the moment, but not so much as my daily #BGNow (blood sugar) are.   I’m trying not to let it get to me, but it does worry me, because higher #BGNow cn lead to complications.  Waking up to 15 mmol/l ( mg/dl) – hopefully will be reduced back to a lower number.  Eventually …. I have to be patient …. not freak out.

    I’m still waiting to hear back from another T1D who claims that taking Metformin is helping them with their blood sugar control.  In the meantime, I’ll try to gather up information searching the Internet to see what I can find – to put forth to my health team. 

    So, the best I can do for now?  I’m sticking with George Michael for the ease of adjusting my basal with temporary fixes and corrections along the way.  I’m also going to do some research on natural products that will help deal with the hot flushes (that hopefully won’t screw up my diabetes control – we have to be extremely careful with naturopath medications as diabetics). 

    I don't have hot flashes

    I'm so excited
    Posted: Sep 28, 2014 16:51:29 0 Comments.
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  • I found a new way to carry my insulin pump! 

    I have a few Spibelts (I posted in the forums here about a special edition larger pocket one).  I never got that one - but am due to get another one - if I continue to wear my pump this way .... around my chest under my bra line!

    I find wearing my pump this way - it doesn't have the problem of the pocket rolling around - causing the zipper to go into my skin - annoying - but I think it's due to my increasing girth ... darn peri-menopuase (a new blog coming up on that delightful woman only thing shortly).

    If what I'm writing about doesn't make sense - then here's some pictures you can take a look at.

    Opps - slam on brakes here - technical error - sadly I'm unable to post the my personal pictures here at Diabetes1.org at the present time - instead - just hop on over to this link to see the two pictures that hopefully describe how I'm wearing GM (they are PG-13).

    Have you ever worn your Spibelt this way for your pump? 

    Low potassium diet
    Posted: Aug 31, 2014 14:18:05 1 Comment.
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  • Vegetables on forks

    The other day, an American Type 1 diabetic on Facebook wrote to me asking if I could help them in finding more information for a low potassium diet and recipes to go with the foods they’re allowed to eat.  They’d seen their kidney specialist and told to go this route.  What really got to me was when I asked if they were going to see a dietician or at least a nutritionist was that they'd received a paper – with what they could eat / not eat.  That was it!  

    Not that I’m an expert, but I sent them some links from the National Kidney Foundation that at least explains more than what their doctor had given them.

    I managed to link them up within a few hours with another Canadian diabetic mate of mine, who has been on a low potassium diet for a decade, and hopefully that will help.  It really amazes me how these days, we often have to go this route, not via our medical system.  What really surprised me more with my American friend was that his health care insurance doesn’t cover for a dietician / nutritionist (they are covered though for an insulin pump/CGMS pump).  It's like, WTF, won't more cost be involved from the insurance company if the person has kidney failure?  Urrhhhh. 

    I’m sorry, but as Canadian, who may pay higher taxes, may have bit of wait time to see doctors/surgery at times compared to the USA.   I know that the province I live in (Quebec), I can make an appointment, upon the recommendation of my doctor, to see a dietician.  I had to at one point, when I needed some help with losing weight (still am trying to shed – that’s a never ending story).  The main thing, I can go to local government run clinic or hospital, and get the help I need.  If I have work insurance coverage, often to see someone FAST, the most you'll pay out of pocket is 20% for that faster service.   Either way, n-between the wait time, I do my own research, and of course, don’t leap to any conclusions due to … not everything you see online is the gospel truth!

    Of course, no health care system, whether public like Canada's is or in the USA is perfect.  Actually, no health care system world wide is perfect … people gripe about paying more taxes to fund them, but you always hope that that extra you are giving to the government isn’t being used for admin and other nonmedical needs.  

    Take for instance, my recent PAP smear test - to be analysed in Quebec system, takes 6 months.  Other provinces are 1-2 weeks.  The reason for wait time in my province?  Smaller population, less tax dollars going into the medical system.  Of course, healthy individuals that don't use the health system, would get upset to fund the kitty with extra tax dollars, but that's the way our system works, and usually for the better.

    Anyway, before I rant more about health care - and make this an epic blog that it wasn't supposed to be - on closing words - check out this latest report from the nonpartisan health organization, the Commonwealth Fund  … this will get you debating together at the dinner table, if it doesn't get you commenting here on my post!

    Crack Free #ShowMeYourPump
    Posted: Jul 29, 2014 15:30:52 0 Comments.
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  • Well, recently that hash tag statement went abit wild on Twitter and other social media areas.  Mainly I think due in fact to Ms. Idaho’s recent win – and showing off her insulin pump proudly (wonder if she has a name for hers like I have always done with my pumps?).

    This past weekend I was sailing with some friends on Jenna’s Journey.  I decide to be brave, and show off my pump after I’d had a splish splosh in the water (I no longer wear my Animas 2020 aka George Michael in water due to trying to keep him functioning as long as I can, as he no longer is under warranty).

    So, viola …. here I am poising with him clipped onto me after I came back on board (well – clipped back on about 1 hour later I REMEMBERED that I had to reengage him).  I know …. Bad, bad, bad.

    One thing though, since having that picture taken.  George has taken a few dives of his own.  Off my body.  I’ve been using a longer infusion tube (36”) due to the fact I can stick him into my pockets of my button up front dresses, skirts, pants.  He’s easier to access to do calculations, etc.

    Well, long tubing means, when he takes a dive, he goes plunk onto the ground.  For the picture above, I only clipped him on temporarily, but after that he was sitting "snug" under my rash guard, until I did something that made him plop out).  Twice on the weekend he went clunk, OUCH, onto the gel coat of our sailboat.  It sounded HORRIBLE.  I thought for sure I had killed him!!!

    Of course, I examined him like I would a real life baby, checking for any cracks, etc.  Trying not to tickle him.

    And to top it all off, last night, I remember having one dream of dropping him, and the casing cracking.  I think I woke up to that pretty startled, realised I was dreaming, went back to the land of nod.

    A Child’s Garden of Verses” by Robert Louis Stevenson and illustrated by Dorothy E. Russell. Introduction and notes by Blanche E. Weekes  ©1928 by The John C. Winston Co.

    So, just now, after having done an infusion change (with a 23” tubing for a change of pace).  I’ve now dressed him all up in one of the skins I’ve gotten over the years at Friends For Life events in Canada.  If he ever takes another plunge, at least he’s got that protection.  Much like we have for our mobile phones.

    Oh – and notice – I’m back in reduced basal mode again?  This seems to be a common thing with me lately even with my weight gain, which should be reverse, you would think I need MORE insulin. Thank goodness for being able to do that with a pump as well as SUSPEND.

    Now, if only I could get a royal blue colour for him …… Animas Canada ….. are you reading this?  Hint! Hint!

    Jenna and The Hypo Fairy
    Posted: Jul 28, 2014 14:53:58 0 Comments.
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  • This past weekend we finally got the Mum of Jenna who our sailboat Jenna’s Journey (a Catalina 30) is named after onboard.  It's been something we've been planning for awhile, but with my friend losing her DH to cancer only a few years after Jenna, it's been a very difficult time for her.  Jenna, sadly died at the age of 17 after battling a form of cancer called aveaolor Rhabdomyoscarcoma .  Jenna lives on through our sailboat – she will never be forgotten.  And she looked over the two newbie sailors, her Mum and her boyfriend Billy, as we heeled over gently at 15 degrees in winds of 10-15 knots.  It was a great weekend of reliving memories of Jenna and the weather held out for us to perfection. 

    Of course, preparing for visitors, especially the MUM of Jenna was nerve wracking.  I wanted this to be perfect for my friend of 25+ years.  So, between working during the week and trying to get things ready food wise, that would suit both “normal” people and myself as a diabetic.  It was abit of a challenge.

    So of course, the Hypo Fairy came to visit me quite abit last week (and from other FB postings during the week – I was not alone – warm weather just makes our insulin work much better).  All I can say is THANK GOODNESS for Michael George aka my Animas 2020 insulin pump.  I was able to SUSPEND his delivery at times that we’re not convenient for me (e.g. going out for a quick grocery run WITHOUT any fast acting sugar … bad bad bad – even worse – not #BGNow meter – but I know when I’m going low / high still at least).  Also, with being able to lower your basal insulin, compared to my usual MDI (multiple dose injections) is VERY handy.

    Artwork courtesy of http://marasop.deviantart.com/

    So, Friday rolls around, we are off to Jenna’s Journey.  Both my DH and I are trying to finish up work abit earlier (didn’t happen) – and then try to make sure the furball children are all settled in for a few days alone (I know – they’re cats – but still …. ).  Again, that day, the Hypo Fairy decides to play games with me earlier in the day.  We hit the road, for the 70 minute drive to where we keep our sailboat and then I realise my lips aren’t tingling because of the wind hitting my face (driving with the top down on the car).  And what seems to be a normal with diabetics that I've met over the years - I get an unusual hunger pang.  

    I don’t like to broadcast to the world I’m having a low #BGNow .  So of course, the Tim Horton’s server is all chatty and so am I.  Meanwhile, my eyes start to go blinky, blinky and I’m trying to control my jerks/twitches (like I have Tourette’s Syndrome) and at that moment I think … “Why am I such a polite person in a mini-me crisis?”   When all I want to do is SCREAM out …

    “Give me my Fing donut NOW”. 

    If I had TS as my DH told me later, that’s probably how it would come out – and save me some time in getting what I need … NOW!

    So I enhale my donut (below is EXACTLY what I had) - along with a coffee - and there goes my chance of ever shedding the 20 lbs I'm attempting to lose on my goal to one day being 40 lbs lighter. Urrhhh.  

    Strawberry Shortcake Donut

    The nice thing – it worked out fine – though I battled with the Hypo Fairy over the next few days with people who don’t really understand diabetes (e.g. “How often do you have to use your insulin pump?” or  “Where’s my food?” … this coming from the nondiabetic person whose NOT having a visit by the Hypo Fairy with a 2.2 /40 #BGNow  ).

    As most of us do with people who don’t understand Type 1 diabetes – we are forever trying our best to educate them – and maybe one day – they’ll get it.

    Miss Idaho is Defeating Diabetes
    Posted: Jul 15, 2014 14:06:07 0 Comments.
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  • Okay - now who as a young girl didn't watch beauty pagents?  Come on, be honest, don't be shy!!  I loved them, curled up in front of the telly with my family.

    Well, going viral with ShowMeYourPump  at the moment is the newly crowned Miss Idaho aka Sierra Sandison with her insulin pump boldly going where no pump has gone before (well - she's joining ranks with former Miss America 1999 Nicole Johnson - but it just sounds so good to write that bit)!  Reading Sierra's diagnosis story (she was diagnosed in 2012) made me smile when I went onto an insulin pump after 40+ years with MDI (multiple dose injections).  I had the same feelings as she did ... being hooked up to a machine (hmmm, wonder if she gives it a name like I do with my George Michael and his predecessors)? 

    She's officially started writing a blog (oh noooo competition for the FatCat - scrambling around in my litter box worried).   Kidding - the more the merrier as we educate folks around the world about diabetes is what we all believe in within the DOC (Diabetes Online Community).  Like many of us, we all have obstacles that can stop us, but as many of us have done, WE can overcome them, and as Sierra says " use them to empower ourselves and make an impact on those around us ".  

    Many of us who aren't shy to show off our own little sweet devices as well. I know I'm not, though.  We are so proud of her.  Now, if I could only wear a bathing suit the way she does.  Hmmmm ....

     

     

     

     

    My 13 year old self describing her DKA in the 70's
    Posted: Jul 5, 2014 15:30:23 0 Comments.
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  • Craig Idlebrook who is the editor at Insulin Nation has been asking on their Facebook page for stories from children/parents about their diabetic camping experiences.  I gave Craig a brief description of my Camp Banting experience (and I actually had blogged abit here at Diabetes1.org a few years ago).   Though boy oh boy could I tell him a lot more – e.g. sleeping with my first “boyfriend” on a sandy mosquito infested beach at the young age of 10.  Oppsie – my parents will now know I was being a naughty girl then.  He’s also asked for pictures but cameras weren’t cheap in those days like they are today.   I said I’d look Monday when I was off work for the pictures just incase but of course, what did I do?!?

    Cat looking out of a box

    I opened up Pandora’s box (aka my memory box) on my afternoon break (I work from home). I have yet to come across any camp pictures (cameras like today weren’t readily available – and not cheap for destructive kids like me  to own).  I did though come across disintegrating scrap books, pictures of friends that I could use as blackmail … KIDDING … sort of.  I haven’t gone thru’ this stuff in 30+ years.  Memory floods are hitting me – but luckily – not many revolve around diabetes – but I did come across something in my careful rummaging around.  

    I came across a letter I that might interest a few of those parents – worried about their kids and DKA.  I survived it luckily without any ill effects (sometimes brain loss can occur).   I was 13 years old when I wrote this back in the 1974, and had been diabetic for 7 years already.  

    What you will find below is EXACTLY how I wrote it out … in pencil (fast fading – and reason for my typing this out here) … obviously the word “unconscious” was something I didn’t know how to spell

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    May 30th

    I’m in the hospital because I had a very bad coma. I came to the hospital at about 3:00.  During Monday I had been very sick and vomiting.  I had a plastic tube stuck up my left hand for about three days. Luckily, when I came to Emergency I was uncon while they were putting the wires into me. It really hurts getting them into you because last night a nurse had to put it in my hand, but right this time. She jabbed me with a 3 or 4 inch plastic needle but it did’nt work. After two other attempts she put it in the same spot as in the other hand. But it did’nt stay in that long. My left hand is all swollen. It am staying here til I don’t know when. But I thought I was leaving on Friday, but I think I may stay Saturday and Sunday because the dietician made my diet up for those days. The food is out of this world. My hair was in a mess this morning but a nurse helped get them out for me. The doctor said I just came in time. He said I’ve been having a coma, (really) for about 3 months

    May 31st

    Yesterday was DIASTER day, “this was a rehearsal” a woman said on the intercom. Their were lots of ambulances and it was interesting. It’s all because of the bridge they were building near Vincent Massey Park, a lot of workmen were killed or injured for the rest of there lives’. So if something happens like this again all the people in the Maternity ward go over to the Nurses’ Apartments, and the injured go to Maternity. I’m going home today, that’s what Needle Nurse says. I can’t wait. I’m going to miss Mrs. Lachance a lot though. I really like her a lot.

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    Note from Anna of today – The doctor who took care of me?  I feel in love with him – sadly my regular endo at the time … WAS NOT AMUSED by my going DKA.  Mrs. Lachance was the lady next to me in my hospital room.  Back in those days – we T1D youngsters were put into the ward for what I am now called … an Old Fart. 

    Edmonton man denied insulin for 20 hours
    Posted: Jul 4, 2014 12:02:18 0 Comments.
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  • Last year I'd written a blog about Revina Garcia - a Type 1 diabetic in New Mexico who had caused a fender bender when she had a low blood sugar (hypo) at the wheel of her car.  It was horrible the way she was treated.  Sadly, the officers mistook her for being drunk.

    Advance a year later - and once again - a similar occurrence has occurred to an Edmonton man here in Canada by the name of Mitchell Chernoff.  He was pulled over by the RCMP due to having an unpaid speeding ticket, put into the Edmonton Remand Centre for 20 hours.  If you look at the link for the ERC - it states it's the " most technologically advanced remand facility in Canada ".  I'm scratching my head here wondering ... "For an unpaid speeding ticket you go to this huge complex?"   

    He is a Type 1 diabetic like me, and the officers took his insulin away from him.  Of course, resulting in his going to a level most of us would be screaming bloody hell out to the world (I wonder if he did that - which might have made matters worse?).

    It's just all very puzzling as to why this happened.  Twenty hours without insulin.  Scary.  

    You can read more about this story at this CBC News link - and rest assured - a few of us in the DOC (diabetes online community) - are looking further into this - one of them is Chris Miller who is a reporter at Western Catholic Reporter - in his free time - he's delving into this - just like I am!  

    Once again - was diabetes misunderstood with what occurred here!  Sadly, not just by nonmedical folks do not understand this disease - but actual medical practitioners - who sometimes misdiagnosis.  Time to start a petition! 

     

     

     

    Laughing over your diagnosis
    Posted: Jun 22, 2014 14:39:51 0 Comments.
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  • I'm trying to search for an earlier blog that I'd done about my diagnosis of diabetes in the 60's - but coming up with nadda in my search (using the wrong key words obviously) - so if I'm repeating myself here - sorry - blame it on a menopausal moment  ....

    I made friends with a gal who was diagnosed about the same time as I was – in the 60’s with Type 1 diabetes.  We were comparing notes – and I remembered a few little details about how it was for me before I was diagnosed.

    Memories of my Mum cooking up liver – not calf's liver like my parents ate.  We kids ate the beef liver which was cheaper – which I found out much later in life really isn’t meant for human consumption unless you prepare it correctly - e.g. soak in milk.  My meat looked like it could bounce like a rubber ball across the kitchen floor.   They thought I had low iron due to being tired all the time.  Whether this was a recommendation from our family physician – I have no idea.  All I know, liver and HUGE grey iron pills (that I could not chew – they were too huge for my tiny kiddie throat). Gross. Gross. Gross.

    Iron Pills

    Just the smell of it. Gross. Gross. Gross.  Really GROSS!! (insert picture of little boy from Christmas story)  This grey piece of something on my plate.  I can’t remember if my Mum fried up onions with it, but as claimed later on when I moved out … she didn’t really enjoy being a domestic engineer aka DE.   I would have to eat it all before I could leave the table.  I remember a few times crying at the table (memories of A Christmas Story - oink, oink oink), as everyone left.  I had to eat it all. Chew. Chew. Swallow. Ugh.  I can’t remember if it was after that I had to take the iron pill meant for a horse –my reward after consuming this …. a humbug or candy (my parents are British – they like they’re sweets).

    Baah HumbugI was hungry.  ALL THE TIME.  Due to my parent’s upbringing in the war time.  We had enough food in the house to suffice until the next weeks shopping excursion. Not like today, where you run out of something, and you go off to the store to get more.  My Mum had a budget. Plain and simple … meanwhile … I’m starving away – looking like the cat with huge eyes picture that I had hanging on my wall.  I WAS HUNGRY!!!

    1960's Gig Pity Kitty

    I actually one time, nipped off to my BFF’s house a few houses down the street.  Either I knew they were away or I just chanced it.  I lucked in that no one was home, went through the back door, clambered up on the kitchen counter (trust me – even when you’re short – when you want something – NOTHING STOPS YOU) – heaven was behind one of the cupboards I found … either cookies or something else. 

    All I knew, I felt VERY guilty having done that.  I’d stolen food from good people.  A church going little girl had done something that God would disapprove of – but my appetite was sated until the next meal came along my way.

    bedwettingOMG, Bed wetting (drinking of fluids was strictly enforced - I was so thirsty all the time - I'd even take a wee outside of home - in order to not get told off for drinking too much - sigh).  Again – my Mum was not into DE – to be dragged out of her beauty sleep to deal with pee stained sheets.  Let's just say it wasn't a pleasant time for my Mum dealing with me.

    In the end – obviously something went ding in either my Mum’s brain or the GP – that I wasn’t being bad on purpose … and that’s when I was introduced to my first love … insulin ... x o x o ... and life has never looked better!

    The adventure continues ......

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