As I recounted on Tuesday, Mickey and I faced our first incident of discrimination. Since I suspect that, unfortunately, this will be a recurring experience, I'm offering you, my readers, this useful template if you ever want to send an email to a company that you feel has discriminated against you unfairly. Note: this particular … Continue reading A Template For Anyone Writing A Letter Complaining About Discrimination Because of Their Service Dog
We brought Mickey to bar trivia for the first time on Monday night. I had agonized about this; I was terrified to bring him; terrified that we'd face discrimination, or that Mickey wouldn't behave, or that we'd get nasty looks or shade. To prepare, I called ahead (JK Stefan called ahead because I was too … Continue reading “Store Policy” > The Law?
I put in a new Omnipod on Friday. By Saturday, it was hurting pretty bad. This is not uncommon for me; depending on how badly it hurts and how much insulin is left in the pump, I usually "stick it out" because it's a huge waste of insulin to toss pods before they're depleted. By … Continue reading What an infected pump site looks like
Part 1. We'd done our research. We'd sent in the deposit. We waited (im)patiently. And finally we'd gotten the call, and committed to Mickey. (We'd even given him the name!) Then the doubt set in. Not doubt that a service dog was the wrong decision; rather, I became insanely nervous that I was going to, after all, … Continue reading How we got Mickey (Part 2)
FINALLY, IT'S THE POST YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!!! J/K; apologies in advance if this subject matter is not your cup of tea. Like many, I have a lot of ish with food sensitivities—from my straight-up allergy to tree nuts to my EOE allergy to (greek) yogurt to random other sensitivities to things like kiwis, … Continue reading Diabetes and Puke
I've gotten some questions recently about Il Service Doggo Extraordinario, AKA Mickey, soon to make his NYC debut, and figured I'd explain The Origin Story. I first learned about Diabetes Alert Dogs a few months after I was diagnosed—while I wasn't at all ready to consider the option for myself, I quietly filed it away … Continue reading How we got Mickey (Part 1)