Life with Diabetes

Restaurants Recognizing Gluten-Free Needs; Tears of Joy

This fall will mark my second year of gluten intolerance. And I am officially FED UP. All this time I’ve been telling myself it’s no big deal, and it sure keeps my carb intake down.
But suddenly I realize that I am TIRED of avoiding each and every form of normal baked goods, tired of mealy pasta and gritty rice crackers, and tired of explaining to friends and family why the wheat allergy is in…

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Blogging for Katrina Victims

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…

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Amy’s Diabetes Haiku

The girls have been out of summer camp and freewheeling, awaiting the start of school for 2 weeks now. Mom’s list of entertainments and distractions is severly waning… Seemed like a good time for a little diabetes-inspired Enlightenment:
Glucose testing –
How I procastinate.
What? I’m not eating yet.
Counting the carbs
of a large bowl of cereal.
Too much, too much.
On a summer’s day,
I inject.
Will there be a bruise?
Round, sweet…

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More Stem Cell Magic

A short note today: a reader writes to me with a heads-up on a Wired Today story explaining how the European Union is moving ahead on “tissue engineering” that will use stem cells to reproduce skin, bone and cartilage for treatment of various conditions, including diabetic wounds.
Reader B.W. points out that while we’re waiting and hoping for a cure, there’s much more magic that can be done if science is allowed to thrive. Amen!…

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Kryptonite and Spinach

This may be the most trite thing I’ve ever written about having diabetes, but sometimes this disease makes me feel bionic. You know, half-person/half-machine, so that I am actually Superhuman — except in the face of the Evil Antidote to my extraordinary energy.
Let me explain.
When I’m getting ready for a major workout, I cut my insulin or sometimes pop glucose tablets to let my BG levels soar for a short time at the…

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