My new health insurance plan considers Dexcom sensors "durable medical equipment," which means they are covered at a 50% coinsurance. That means, the weekly sensor I wear costs me $40 out of pocket. That's $160 dollars for a month's supply. If you're keeping track, that's over $1900 a year, which is more than 1 month's … Continue reading A brief reminder about how much insurance sucks
This afternoon, I cooked myself lunch. I scrambled an egg with melted leek, split a whole wheat-millet muffin and popped it in the toaster, plated it all, garnished the egg with a bit of matcha sea salt and a basil leaf, filled a glass with water, then walked to my living room. I balanced the … Continue reading Diabetes: Day 1,567
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?
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
I ran my 3rd ever 5K today. It was something I signed up for on a semi-whim and then, as the date approached, I started to get really, really nervous. I am not, nor have I ever been, a runner or jogger. I find running really difficult—in fact, the entire time I do it it’s … Continue reading OK, let’s talk about Popsugar
All the best posts I've written on this blog have one thing in common. They all have been a bitch to write—that is to say, they've required exposing myself and my vulnerabilities, failures, and weaknesses without reservation, just exposing them to the big empty internet and hoping someone takes notice, connects, listens without judgment. This knowledge is … Continue reading Thank you, Ivanka