One of my dear friends from college did a Watson fellowship after she graduated. For those of you unfamiliar with this magical grant, it essentially gives the recipient the funds to travel to a buttload of countries over the course of the year, to pursue independent research, the terms of which are freeingly loosely defined. … Continue reading Badass Diabetes Queen
oh little elephant bracelet, I love you so much, but you get into so much mischief. Like this morning when, unbeknownst to me, your trunk hooked on to my insulin tube while I was sleeping. When I moved my arm, it resulted in my entire cannula being ripped out of my stomach. Not the best … Continue reading Ode to my little elephant bracelet
On May 13, Becton Dickinson announced that they received FDA approval for a new insulin pump infusion set. Infusion sets are how insulin gets delivered between my pump and my stomach - a small cannula sits in the skin of my stomach, attached to a tube that pulls the insulin from the pump. Although there … Continue reading Slowly But Surely
My blood sugar had been running infuriatingly high the other day, for reasons that will remain a mystery for all eternity. Fed up, I just took an assload* of insulin with my dinner - and, like clockwork, my blood sugar nose-dived while I was on the subway later that night. Too late, my Dexcom alarmed LOW, … Continue reading Invisible/Visible Disease
I can't tell if a "day in the life" post series is indulgent or interesting, but I've always enjoyed reading other peoples' "day in the life" posts, and I think, even from an objective or anthropological sense, it might be of some interest to people to get a peek at the completely varied days that you … Continue reading 4.6.15: One Day
This weekend, I went away for three nights. Today I'm at home for a few hours, then I'll jump on a plane and head out for a week of vacation. In a way, it's nice - as anyone with diabetes will tell you, success is all about planning - if you can plan for it, … Continue reading Traveling
The best thing about glucometers is how precise they are. Good thing I never have to make any important medical decisions based on these results.
Some days, diabetes wins. And all I can do is concede. "You won today. Please, just let me go to sleep so I can wake up and start this all over again."
Yesterday I started crying on the subway. Fortunately, I live in New York City, which meant that even though there were literally dozens of witnesses to my humiliation, no one asked if I was OK. I honestly would have had no idea what to answer except "fine", which is so stupid - the most cliche answer … Continue reading Living With Diabetes: Bad Day