Life with Diabetes

A 5-Letter Dirty Word for Women

That would be R-E-L-A-X, according to the lab technician who performed my annual mammogram yesterday morning. Of course, it’s not easy to relax when you feel like your naked breast is being slammed in a refrigerator door, but her overall point is still well-taken.
Women these days are trying to do and be everything. As 2008 ramps up, I’m feeling the crunch. Let’s take a quick inventory of what’s going on in my life: 5…

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Opportunity Knocks

Knock-knock… Who’s there? YOU. You-Who?
Exactly. Yoo-hoo, PWDs (people with diabetes) and all readers of this blog. If you can forgive this corny opening, please read today’s call for your involvement on several fronts:
1) Want to be a media star? Or at least quoted in a story on “the lack of coordination in health care,
especially for diabetics” in the AARP and More magazines? Journalist and author Shannon Brownlee is working on a story…

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The ADA and The Great Carb Debate

You may have read by now that the American Diabetes Association (ADA) has updated its nutritional guidelines, and the media’s going googly over what appears to be its embrace of low-carb diets, at last. But don’t get too excited. It’s not as if the ADA is admitting any faulty thinking in the past, or even clearly stating that eating low-carb might be the best way to keep blood sugars under control. Personally, I have to…

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Life, by the Spoonful

The incessant need to “manage” my diabetes chips away at my energy, no doubt. Sure, there are good days when I can’t imagine letting it stand in my way. But there are plenty of bad days, too, when I may look and feel “OK,” even while I’m partially falling apart on some level.
So how do I explain this apparent paradox to other people? How do all of YOU deal with the fact that “you…

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You Know You’re Diabetic When…

A little Monday Madness, postponed this week to start your back-to-work New Year off with a smile.
How do you know you’re diabetic? When…
Any restaurant bragging about it’s amazing “pasta & pizza” is your definition of a Torture Chamber.
A really great day for you is defined as “90-120″ — which means nothing to most people you know.
Your “personal mission statement” is… um, “90-120.” Ditto on the 2nd statement above.
Unexplained electronic beeps…

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