Here I sit on the warm and extremely dry uttermost West Coast of our country and feel helpless. All those people driven from their homes… All those deaths and injuries and possessions lost and memories obliterated (family friends whose house burned down years ago always said the worst was losing the family photos, yearbooks, baby books and mementos, etc.)
And then I keep thinking: what would it be like to be caught in a major natural disaster NOW, with my life dependent on injecting fresh insulin? How would I get the supplies I need, and how in heaven’s name would I keep my diabetes in some semblance of control without them? And without the slightest idea when or what I might eat next? Really quite my nightmare, as the newbie to this Chronic Disease stuff. I mean, it’s hard enough in good times…
And then came the note from Paul Chaney, formerly of The Diabetes Blog, who lives in Mississippi, where the storm killed 50 people in one county alone. Aaack! And here I sit, composing amusing haikus and fussing about my kids’ school supply lists. Time to tune in and do what I can.
So here’s my initial contribution: Information (it’s what I do) –
1) Please be aware that today is BLOG FOR RELIEF DAY — a day of blogging focused on raising awareness of and funds for relief efforts to aid those affected by Hurricane Katrina. You can add your blog to the list of participants by clicking here.
2) If you wish to click directly through to a charity for donations, try these links -
3) Kudos to my friends over at dLife — ever rolling with the diabetics’ interest at heart. They have started a drive to collect donated diabetes supplies to help victims of Hurricane Katrina who are stranded without the medicine and supplies they need. Read all about it HERE. They implore you (us!) to ship them any available supplies via overnight delivery service (FedEx or DHL) asap to:
101 Franklin Street
Westport, CT 06880
This last request is a hard one in a way. It affords me such comfort to know that my bathroom is fully equipped with extra D-supplies. But I’m planning on boxing up some of it, for sure, in the hopes that someone on the other side of the country would do the same for me under the circumstances.