Tuesday, July 18, 2006

You look like a diabetic.

My friend calls me the other day to tell me that her co-workers have discovered a wrist fanny pack to wear around and make fun of. One of the girls puts on the wrist fanny pack and someone else makes the comment, "You look like a diabetic." So, the girl proceeds to put a candy bar in the wrist fanny pack and someone else says, "Now you really look like a diabetic."

My first thoughts are...what? She looks like a diabetic? How?

Then I think, is that what the perceptions of a T1 diabetic are?

What in the scenario refers to a T1 diabetic?

Stereotypes like these really frustrate me. Is it necessary to assume something about a disease you know nothing about?

Monday, July 17, 2006

H.R. 810

I have been watching the debate on C-SPAN all day and I am losing hope. I don't think we are going to be allowed a cure and if we are, it will probably be vetoed.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Damn you Sonic

Hi everyone, sorry I haven't written in so long, but I have been sooooo busy, but now I'm back and here to stay, hopefully...

So, anyway tonight my husband and I made a trip to Sonic to get some ice cream. I have been dreaming about the hot fudge brownie blast (it is heaven). So, we order our ice cream, mine minus the whipped cream (yuck) and wait for our order to be delivered. I sit there playing with my pump, getting it ready over and over again, with hopes that any second the carhop will bring me my ice cream and I can push the ACT button. Finally, nearly thirty minutes later, my husband says, "Here she is," so like the idiot I sometimes am, I delivered all of the units for a pretty good sized cup of ice cream, with hot fudge, and brownies. She hands my husband mine first, with whipped cream and almost half of the way melted. His being the same way. I decided that I would try to eat it anyway since I had just delivered a massive amount of insulin. No luck, it made me sick to take bites (or technically drinks) of it. So, then for the rest of the evening I get to overeat other snacks and juice to catch up for the ice cream that I bolused for, but didn't eat. Damn you Sonic for screwing up my very much anticipated, and well deserved in my opinion, trip for ice cream. I guess maybe next time I will learn to wait for my bolus (but probably not since I haven't yet).

I hope everyone is doing great, I have been trying to play catch-up reading all of your blogs tonight!