Blog Entries With Tag: Catalina

Blog: Anna's Blog

From: FatCatAnna

Well, finally, holiday time is approaching once my hubby lands back in Canada after a trip to Isle of Man.  Over the next 3 weeks we are going to finally get to give our 1984 30' Catalina sailboat a test sail into the waters of Lake Ontario (the video link above is actually on Lake Ontario outside of Rochester, NY).  You would never know that a) I'm not a big lover of water; b) sink like a blob of lead in the water; c) get really scared when the winds are more then 20 knots.  I go out on the boat - putting those thoughts aside - and just DO IT (isn't that a Nike commercial?).

I do many things that perhaps if I didn't have diabetes I would not do.  Many of you are like myself, being told as youngsters that we wouldn't live past 40 - and for myself - being told this as a teenager after DKA episode - it made me pull up my socks and start to stock pile as many adventures into what I thought would be a short life span on the Big Blue Marble.  I'm still trying to try things that make me slightly scared, not sure why, but I do.

So, for those of you who have given me your cell numbers so that they can hopefully meet up with Jenna's Journey - come aboard perhaps for a drink - chat - a sail - it will be wonderful to finally get to meet you in person!  I think that's the one thing I'm looking forward to on this trip, meeting other diabetics that I've corresponded with over the years since I started to blog here at Diabetes1.org and other areas within D-OC.

And no, I'm still not connected back onto my pump. I may bring it along, but I'm still not sure.  MDI (multiple dosage injections) are still working out fine for me - " don't rock the boat baby " as the saying goes.

So, look out for this boat below - and you'll  know we're coming ashore to raid your town - arrrhh - parrot (I mean cat) on my shoulder - arrrhhh!!!

Blog: Anna's Blog

From: FatCatAnna

So,  I'm shutting down my work part of my brain - closing down the PC - going into non-techno mode until Tuesday. We're heading off on the FatCat, our 25' Catalina early Saturday morning - to hit destinations west of us along the water way.  I've got lots of good food prepared to make life easy on the water - along with some junk food (chips, nuts, dark chocolate).  Hopefully we'll meet up with liked minded boaters along the way (we always manage to meet up with new people where ever we drop our anchor).

Mike and I are so looking forward to a w/e of good weather for a change and just getting away from the stress of work life! Get some swimming in, good winds to sail in, relax with a Dark 'n' Stormy (rum/ginger beer/lime juice).  I'll be lowering down my basal rate to about 50% on my pump - as in relax/unwork mode I use less insulin - sweet!

So to all of you celebrating Labour Day on this side of the world - you deserve it as we all work hard and don't you forget it!!!

Blog: Anna's Blog

From: FatCatAnna

I've had a few people asking me at other forums I belong to as to how I came about using the name of FatCatAnna.  It's not something I talk about alot - not in detail like this - but here I go.

My name is Anna as you all know - but the Fat Cat bit came from having to think of a name for our Catalina 25 sailboat we bought. At the time we had a cat - by the name of Beauduoin (for those of you from Quebec - remember Beauduoin? - the coke head in "Cruising Bar" with Michel Côté - think of me yelling "Beauduoin" and you'll laugh). Well, Beauduoin sort of lived up to his name using legal drugs and became an insulin dependent diabetic at the age of 10.  Low and behold – we both were shooting up together a few times a day (he used Lantus twice a day) – he’d crawl up my leg to ask for the shot at times (he knew shots equaled food ) – but I’d have to shove him away – because it was my turn not his sometimes .  It was kind of neat having another diabetic in the house even though he was not human.  

 On our sailboat – the Fat Cat - we had originally planned on bringing him on board when we did some of our travels on the “high seas” – only to discover that he was happy at port the most – sunning himself on the deck – but not quite into the heeling process when under sail in choppy water.  So, we tended to leave him at the vets when we went away on holidays.  One year, 2007 – we had friends that insisted on taking care of him rather then taking him to the vets.  I showed them how to fill the syringe, inject, etc.  The strange thing is – when I left him at their house – I had this feeling something wasn’t right – and I should have trusted my instincts – urrrhhh!!!!

We were just entering into the 2^nd week of our journey to Lake Ontario – when we got a call from back in Montreal.  At that time we were at the port of Kingston. We were told by our friends that Beauduoin had to be taken to the vets – that was all they told us – they seemed abit broken up.  We immediately called up the vets to discover that he was very ill – and that we should come back to Montreal right away – luckily Mike didn’t tell me the truth at that time – because if he had – I would have flown in a private jet to get home faster.  We managed to leave our sailboat at a marina - renting a car to drive back to home.  We managed to see Beauduoin for about an hour – before he had to be put down – they had kept him alive for us just to be able to say goodbye.  I’m sorry, I’m crying here – luckily I can type without seeing what is on the screen (former secretarial skills come in handy at times).  It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life.  For some reason – his body was infested with things I cannot write about – but it was something that is not seen in a cat that does not go outside.  The vets / nurses explained how he’d been brought to the office in a box and dropped off by our friends quickly – it was all very bizarre – and we were all shocked - even the staff. No one seemed to understand how he got into that state and unfortunately we have never found out the truth. 

I like to think he knew we were there wishing him the best – he was so drugged up against the pain – but he nudged my hand when I touched him (I had to wear surgical gloves he was that badly infected). What really still gets to me is that he was a well managed diabetic like myself (he had better A1C's then me) – and could have lived on for a lot longer – if it hadn’t been for this mishap.  Ten days at sea for us – and God knows what he went thru’ in those days without us.

Anyway, Beauduoin lives on in the memory of our sailboat the Fat Cat – and is the penname I use at all the forums I post in.  I miss him still (it’ll be 2 years this summer that he passed on). Meow!

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