Welcome back at last to the Diabetic Partner Follies, a series of guest posts from the Loved Ones and partners of us PWDs (People with Diabetes). Wow, hearing about this disease from the other side is not pretty. Not pretty at all. Please read this latest heartfelt contribution from a partner who is, well, … just depressed about her family’s state of affairs.
Hi Amy,
I just found your website and cannot believe that…
Hello Partners and Loved Ones of Us PWDs (People with Diabetes),
Welcome back to the Diabetic Partner Follies, a series of guest posts about the challenges of living beside someone affected by diabetes. This edition came to me in the form of a long, heartfelt email from a woman in one of the most difficult positions, I imagine — stuck between a rock and a hard place. Please read:
Hi there. I am pretty new…
Time for another edition of the Diabetic Partner Follies, where the significant others of the PWDs (people with diabetes) are invited to share their experiences — for community building and a bit of strategizing, perhaps.
I say “strategizing” because today’s entry comes from a partner who’s very concerned. She’d like to hear how others manage. Take a read and please feel free to add your 2 cents in the comments section below this post.
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Hello again here at the Diabetic Partner Follies, where people who live with and love the PWDs (people with diabetes) are invited to share their stories and vent, if needed.
Today, a woman who prefers to remain anonymous explains how she and her boyfriend are learning to cope with this disease together — with the emphasis on learning.
Remember, if you’d like to submit something to the Follies (post, link, video, you name it), email…
A heartfelt welcome once again to the Diabetic Partner Follies, a sharing place for partners of people with diabetes (PWDs). This week, we hear from Cheryl in Washington state, who’s had a long and happy marriage with her Type 1 husband. But the disease has certainly been frustrating, calling upon both partners to muster up almost more strength and acceptance than they thought possible. As I read this, I knew just what Cheryl meant. I…
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