Last Night I Conquered Fears & Used a Telephone

For the last few weeks I’ve been pretty bad about blogging. Pretty much since January, that’s a few, right?

I have SO much to say. I just lack the pure motivation, energy and desire to put forth the effort to actually say anything.

American Heart

It peaks my interest quickly. #1 – my risk for heart disease is really high #2 – I am passionate about the success and trials American face #3 – I love supporting America.

Over the weekend I wrote an email to a friend, Crystal, about different rants. First it was a D rant and mentioned afterward I needed more things to care about…to care enough to have a rant over. Two paragraphs later we had:

My Diabetic Lifestyle

It’s an AWEsome one! Every single day is the best! It seems to be all the rage in magazines and health media. Come one, join in!

If you too, want a “diabetic lifestyle” this is what you must do:

Saturday, You Sucked. Monday, You Rocked…ish

Well, Friday night I decided I wanted cake. Problem #1 with this cake idea is that cake is unhealthy. Problem #2 with the cake idea is that my sugars have taken a sidekick as of late, his name is shitty…shitty sugars. Knowing full well the VAST amount of fat in chocolate cheesecake, I took my insulin 20 mins before eating, with the second portion of insulin coming in an hour. I didn’t verify my carb count prior to eating the cheesecake, figured I’d take a guess and adjust when I got home. I ate my half a piece, put it in the fridge and felt like death.

Diabetes & Disability…Again

Saturday is a busy day. Staff meeting at 1p, work at 6p, working out at some point and a meeting with Dogs 4 Diabetics at 10a.

In 2008 I toyed with the idea of getting a service dog, though my paperwork fell through the cracks and I didn’t press the topic. With the onslaught of recent scary lows and the crazy expenses of a CGMS, I decided to re-evaluate the idea.

Low, Low, Low

Sunday was quite the day. My sugars were below 50 all day until about 12am Monday morning. It was a mess.

Had to call into work because I work by myself and really, I couldn’t even drive – safely.

Diabetes is never easy. Rarely behaves. And is always a pain in the ass to have. 

Projection

It’s been too long once again. So, I will updayte. Except since it has been a while I’ll be upweeking you.

Work at 24 Hour Fitness is exciting as ever. Nothing too new there. I “might” be transferring to days. I would LOVE to be on a day schedule. The only reason it’s not for sure is they have to check and see how many hours they can give me during the day. I should know this week. I think I should get some good work news.

Hike!

WordPress is refusing to let me upload my diaper cake pictures. I swear, they’ll come one day. And they’re TOtally worth the wait.

So, here are a few pictures from my hike with my dad a few weeks ago. (Before we had our snow)

Well, there goes a week & see where I went

And to think…I was doing SO well about blogging.

I hope I’m back on the wagon and ready to go. Just a sidenote, why is being on the wagon such a good thing but being on the band wagon is so horrible? Yes, a random question, but a valid one. If you’d like to explain I’d love to hear.

So, in my week without a blog I have lived a lot (well just as much as all of you), slept a lot (more than usual…but still not enough), ate some (though not much on Thanksgiving), attempted being motivated and lied to myself.

FU Blegh

FU = Follow Up

I wish I could say things went perfectly, but that would be a lie. Last night I was talking to a friend about his day. I said “Good things? Bad things? Entertaining things?” His response was “True”. Now, that was Not At All what I was getting at, but he was right. Every day consists of good, bad and entertaining. There are probably more parts to days, but that’s a basic list. So without further ado, a recap of November 24th…the day that should be removed from the calendar. (If anyone knows who I should contact about this, please let me know)