Who remembers a while back when I was bemoaning the lack of a vial protector product that fit a Lantus bottle?  Not even those nifty little InSure vial protectors are thin enough to fit those tall, skinny and delicate Lantus vials.  What’s a PWD taking Lantus to do?

A wonder has occurred.  One of my own making, I might add.  Wasn’t it me who said the ‘T’ in RUT was for Troubleshoot?  Well, I’m proud to say this time I’ve had miraculous results.

So I didn’t write the Great American Diabetes Narrative, nope.  But what I dreamed of doing was offering a clear instruction manual on how to manage your own health with diabetes — the kind of book I certainly could have used but couldn’t find when I was diagnosed.

Welcome back from Thanksgiving break, everybody. I hope it was an enjoyable one.  You did pretty well on food choices?  Personally, I’m still bloated.  Bought reams of salad yesterday for the “cleansing” peroid

Happy Thanksgiving, People!  Strange, actually, to be wishing PWDs a happy time on such a voracious day of eating.  My plan is to stick to no more than 2 carb choices (yams and cranberries — I’ll skip the mashies and pie), and to use my nifty new food scale to count ‘em up.  Lucky for me, the party’s at my place, so I’ll have my scale nearby.  Shoulda done this years ago.

I just couldn’t let this one pass by: In a slightly embarrassing macho-cheesy advertising campaign, our PWD hero Gary Hall, Jr. (Olympic Swimmer extraordinaire) is the first-ever “Real Man” for a Barbasol Shaving Cream campaign to help fund the JDRF.  Actually, he has been the “Real Man” since last Spring, but I just noticed him a few days ago on my hubby’s can of Barbasol.  Huh?

I have seen the future of CGMS, and it looks pretty damn good.  OK, I admit, I just caught a glimpse, ’cause I was disqualified for a current study of the Abbott FreeStyle Navigator in the last round due to potential “skin allergies to medical adhesives.”  Curse those DexCom shower patches (which irritate my skin and made me look iffy here). Curse them!

No, really.  Are you ready for the season of making merry by way of overeating and drinking?

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about “eating diabetic,” it’s that I only feel deprived when I’m around others who are munching away, carefree-like.  Crap!  I can’t just eat that.  It’s not that simple, you know!  Well, yeah, I could eat it, but my whole BG day will go to hell.  Oh, nevermind…

Greetings, people who care about diabetes and about the people who have it.  This week’s edition of The Diabetic Partner Follies is a special treat.  I had queried John Close, British hubby of the smart and extremely successful diabetes industry consultant Kelly Close, about his experiences being virtually saturated with the disease in both their private and professional lives.  What came back was completely unexpected, and made me laugh.  You should have seen my husband in action at the support groups prepping for childbirth! (snorf) 

Catchy title, ay?  This is what they chose to dub the set of cutting-edge diabetes research presentations at last month’s NYC Diabetes Research Institute (DRI) meeting.

If you like to keep up on the latest and greatest advancements, this is certainly some stuff you should know about.  Of particular interest: