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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)
I have a long-overdue apology to make. As a perennial hate-watcher of The Bachelor and related franchise shows, I get a lot out of passing violent judgment on anyone insane enough to opt into a reality dating show. Stefan and I debate vociferously about why anyone would ever, ever, ever do it. He doesn't believe my argument that, ultimately, … Continue reading That diabetes guy from The Bachelor
In the span of just a few days, we're celebrating a range of birthdays in our house. On February 26th, my diabetes turned 4 and my niece turned 2. Then, on March 6, I turn (gulp!) 31. One of the three of us got a blowout party, featuring hats, music, and cake. Although I reminded … Continue reading Birthdays
I've watched enough cheesy Youtube videos put up by people with chronic illnesses to be suspicious of demonstrations of gratitude towards one's disease. Maybe I'm just an old grump/fart, but your saccharine list of the 10 Things You Love About Your Disease has always struck me as a bit strained. It's tempting to want to … Continue reading Thank you, diabetes
Full disclosure: I have been completely chicken shit about posting this; in fact, I've put off posting it for about 6 months. Because we've made a Big Decision, and the thing about Big Decisions is that everyone tends to feel like they have the right to an opinion on them. In researching this Big Decision we … Continue reading A really awesome thing
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