Life with Diabetes

Express-Checkout Diabetes Care?

I wonder, does your local shopping mall or drugstore contain a so-called Retail Clinic — a mini-health clinic where nurse practitioners provide walk-in treatment for very basic health issues? I haven’t experienced one in my neighborhood, but I am told there are now more than 500 around the country, in stores like Target, Wal-Mart, and CVS, with forecasts of more than 1,500 coming by the end of 2008.

Some of the leading chains are MinuteClinic,…

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Some Fun D-Stuff, In Case You Missed It

In case you missed the FUN, that is. Obviously, I could really use some this week. So here they are, three “diabetic things” that will hopefully make you smile:
* TuDiabetes.com’s “Word In Your Hand” contest — leading up to World Diabetes Day (Nov. 14). Here’s how to play:
1) Write a word in your hand describing how you feel about diabetes.
2) Take a photo, showing the hand with the word.
3) Post it…

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The Stinging Cost of Glucose Test Strips

A number of you took the opportunity on the LifeScan “cringer” discussion here to point out how insanely expensive glucose test strips are. Bravo! There is no doubt we get gouged on these things, which cost about a dollar apiece (!) and most of us — at least most Type 1 diabetics — use an average of 10-12 per day. I’m crappy at math, but my Casio calculator tells me that’s about $4,000/year for the…

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Never Too Late to DeLurk

OK, so it’s totally the end of the day now. The kids are in bed, the cat has been ousted. TiVo is running. And I’m scanning for all the cyber-stuff that happened without me in the last 3-4 hours. Pathetic. But valuable, too, because I very nearly missed another official “delurking day” yet again. Geez.
Here’s my reminder button of choice, in Choice Purple:

For those of you unfamiliar with the term, “DeLurking” means “to…

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You Don’t Know Jack

[WARNING: Uncheerful post... sometimes we just need to vent]
My husband has this infuriating way of attempting to calm me down when I get worked up about stuff: he likes to say, “It’s really not a big deal.”
I know he means well, but oooh, I could just slap him upside the head when he says that. How the heck do you know what’s a big deal, Sgeeter? (that’s my private little smack-talk term for…

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