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Our Diabetic Life: Poke.
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Thursday, March 5, 2015. I’m not sure how the most optimistic person in the world can have nights like this, but it stands to reason that even the strong have their Achilles heal, and mine seems to be fear of failure. Which is hard for me to wrap my head around when I have a solid belief that everything is going to be ok. Maybe my problem is I’m fretting about the details and failing to stand back to see the big picture. Perspective. Haven’t I written about perspective a million times? Of failing my kids.
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Our Diabetic Life: May 2015
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Sunday, May 31, 2015. I’ve been away. The Diabetic Life has laid dormant inside of me while I’ve been swept up in other things. I don’t put the hours in worrying anymore, and I certainly don’t work overtime to make sure basals are succinctly dialed in like I used to. Basically, it has been: They are alive at the end of the day. It’s a win. We are surviving, not thriving. I am a D Mom. My kids need a cure. My heart runneth over. It was an honor just to be in the same room with them tonight. Our children's...
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Our Diabetic Life: I know it's hard.
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Saturday, January 24, 2015. I know it's hard. I want you to know: I know it’s hard. When you’re on the other side it’s convenient to forget all the heartache. There is power in the success of just getting through, and we feed on that power. We feed on the triumphant-cy of surviving the childhood years with diabetes. Like childbirth, the pain isn’t remembered, but the rewards are. Last week I took some time to look back. I started with blog-post one and moved forward to the present day. And you can’t.
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Our Diabetic Life: November 2014
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Tuesday, November 25, 2014. A comment was made about me or someone I know, about my children or theirs, or someone else’s and the fact that because they have diabetes they are “Special Needs” children. And that maybe, I, or them, or someone, couldn’t do certain things, or live a certain life because of the children’s “Special Needs.”. Special Needs. Why do those words rub me the wrong way when related to Type 1? And what CAN’T my boys do? They can’t be astronauts. Is that special needs? And yes, my boys ...
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Our Diabetic Life: I always want to know.
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Wednesday, April 22, 2015. I always want to know. Last week I had the opportunity to volunteer at a community event taking blood pressures of the interested passerbys. There were those that volunteered readily to have their blood pressure taken, those that were bullied into it by their spouses or loved ones, and then those who simply said, “I don’t want to know.”. To them I smiled and said, “Knowledge is power! Psst…. Thanks, Diabetes.). A lot of the time, my pleas worked. Even though I’ve been tau...
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Our Diabetic Life: Carry on.
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Monday, February 18, 2013. You can do this. I find myself uttering those words to myself to get me through the day. An anthem I march to as the day sinks onto my body. The worry weighs on me. My journey's baggage is dredged behind me. I'm barely able to move. And then, "Carry on.". Enduring is so misunderstood. Enduring doesn't get the accolades it should. Our life has so much to do with enduring and yet we act surprised when it is so. So and so lost their job! I can't believe it.". Life is getting harder.
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Our Diabetic Life: September 2014
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Monday, September 22, 2014. Trust Believe. Achieve. Also, pep talk #543. Too often I worry. Have I done enough? I’ve never done enough. Too often I question my abilities. I wonder if I’ll be able to achieve the future that my mind and body desires so. Too often I hope without having faith. I put my head down, move forward and forget to trust in the future ahead of me. Will I make it? I will go in the direction of my thoughts. Why don’t I set myself up for success for keeping my thoughts positive? I may n...
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Our Diabetic Life: January 2015
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Saturday, January 24, 2015. I know it's hard. I want you to know: I know it’s hard. When you’re on the other side it’s convenient to forget all the heartache. There is power in the success of just getting through, and we feed on that power. We feed on the triumphant-cy of surviving the childhood years with diabetes. Like childbirth, the pain isn’t remembered, but the rewards are. Last week I took some time to look back. I started with blog-post one and moved forward to the present day. And you can’t.
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Our Diabetic Life: Hope.
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Sunday, May 31, 2015. I’ve been away. The Diabetic Life has laid dormant inside of me while I’ve been swept up in other things. I don’t put the hours in worrying anymore, and I certainly don’t work overtime to make sure basals are succinctly dialed in like I used to. Basically, it has been: They are alive at the end of the day. It’s a win. We are surviving, not thriving. I am a D Mom. My kids need a cure. My heart runneth over. It was an honor just to be in the same room with them tonight. June 1, 2015 a...
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Our Diabetic Life: July 2014
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014. The movement has begun. My whole mind and soul is still reeling on the heels of MasterLab at FFL. The MasterLab agenda was filled with informative and motivational speakers, the most compelling being Michael Mangianello. He was a key disturber of the AIDS movement, and played a pivotal role in putting a face on AIDS and getting policy and moneys allocated for the cause. Which begs the question, is our community passionate enough to start a movement? We are asked to write. We a...
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