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Tell A Friend About DiabetesMine.com Day

Dear Readers,
Please humor me as I declare today official “Tell-Another-Person-About-DiabetesMine Day.”  Self-serving?  I guess so.  But I figure after winning that journalism award I can indulge just a bit.  Also, if Mr. “Insider” over at PharmaGossip can do it, so can I.  After all, I’m busting my chops for my online community, too.  So, with apologies to Jack, I echo:
Thank you so much for your loyalty and discerning good taste in choosing DiabetesMine.com…

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Laughing, with Needles

So the folks over at dLife.com finally got around to posting my feature article on Laura Menninger, aka the “Glucose Goddess” — funny lady with diabetes extraordinaire.  Again, they placed the article in an incredibly difficult spot to find, with a long, unwieldy URL that you would never remember.  (So use the link above instead).
And here’s the photo that should have accompanied the article, rather than that boring headshot of me.  What were they…

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Corrections on an NFL Tattoo

A few days ago my inbox revealed yet another unexpected gem: a personal note from Oakland Raiders player Dustin Rykert, writing to correct me on my coverage of his experience being tattooed with diabetes. (Rykert made headlines with a medical symbol tattoo on his chest in 2003).
Dustin writes to clear the false impression that he may have had the assistance of a full training staff while obtaining and healing from his tattoo(s):
“Just to…

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Sunday Tweaks and Blooper

So my designer friend and I finally got around to addressing the visibility issue here on DiabetesMine.com: we’ve made the font in the sidebars bigger and easier to read, and altered the background color to look a little less mustardy and “cooler.” Whaddy’all think? Is it cooler? Are you still squinting over your glasses? Or can those diabetic eyes take it all in without a struggle now?
And speaking of edits, here’s a DIABETES HEADLINE…

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Notes from the Airplane

In the nine years since becoming a mother, this is perhaps the third time I have boarded an airplane alone. Strange sensations: freedom (!), a sense of consummate neatness, and a nagging notion of having forgotten not something, but everything of any consequence that a mommy like me ought to have along. Slow release…
Spending the trip with David Foster Wallace (noticeable to fans?). Reading about America’s (in particular) captivation with Top Athletes: “they fascinate…

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