Everyone D Free needs to know.

What would I like everyone unaffected (mostly) by my diabetes (or anyone else's) is...

What It's Like.

They don't know what it's like to not sleep right for six months and counting. They've never poked their fingers. They haven't missed lunch to sit in the nurses' office, waiting patiently for no good reason. They don't worry about hiding their pump or their injection bumps. They have no idea why suddenly, I hardly ever fight with my parents. They don't worry about their blood sugar. They don't need to haul a bunch of medical junk everywhere they go. They've never given themself a shot, or been dehydrated for weeks. They don't know what we feel because most of the time, besides our stupid pancreases, we are healthy and livimg our lives.  They don't know the subtle pain that diabetes brings. They don't see why we need friendships with other people going through this. They don't know why I make little awkward cartoons about my blood sugar, and how it's hard to dislike another diabetic. They don't know what it's like to have to eat right now, or they'll be low. They have no idea....

But still, I manage to love their stupid questions. 

Dream D tech Thursday + More

What is your dream D Tech?

A better meter, that doesn't need a case.

I can't stand meter cases.

It could look like a chunky little cell phone, with a LCD touch screen. The back could have a clip-in cartridge of test strips, no coding. The bottom of the back could have a mini lancing device, and lancets, alchohol wipes. It could have carb-couning and meter-remote features. Best of all, it's realistic.

But since the sky's the limit...

Beta cell transplants.
A closed- loop tiny pump and built in CGM, with insulin, and glucose.
A pancreas grown in a lab.
insulin in lotion form.
CGMs so good you can throw away your meter.
Any cure.

And some more.
Speaking of a cure, I went a cancer walk last weekend, they were trying to find a cure. Most years, I cry at this event. This year, I was quiet, thinking how little attention diabetes gets. So we're usually not in danger of instant death, but we can be. We don't go through chemo, but we do go high and low. We can do whatever we want (okay besides being a military pilot), but we can't go without insulin. And it doesn't go away. I really want a cure for cancer, but I want a cure for diabetes, too. I don't want to be bitter. I just want my "other" life back.

Just some news, on a lighter note:

I didn't make the pep squad this year, I really messed up the tryouts. I accidentally thought about the judges too much and stared at them. One was an old lady who looked ready to eat my head off... So it's okay, I'm doing dance or soccer, I haven't decided yet. I might try again next year, too. :)

See you tommorrow!

Update: 6/29/12

Because we don't want all this.

Wednesday D Blog week!

What should I improve?

Yesterday, I mentioned all the little things I'm not celebrating. Those are mostly small, though, and I don't want to say, "I'm a great diabetic and these are my only problems." Hey, if you are, that's amazing. But I would be lying... so I can't say it. What I need to do is accept the words, "I have diabetes." It's hard to say without cringing. It's hard to hear, "Oh, she's diabetic." Because I am new to this, it's hard to accept those words. I feel like diabetes is not the problem, it's the words. I want to have a regular pancreas, and I want to have an official "no medical issues" record. I can do it, and I'll admit it. Heck, I'll shove my meter in your face and say, "Yeah, glucose meter!!!!!" But I just don't like the word, diabetes. (DIABEETUS!) Truth is, it's life, so I'll get used to it. But for now... say insulin or glucose...not DIABETES, because I'm not like that old man on TV. It's okay, you guys can say it, just not me :)

Tuesday D Blog

What can I do best with diabetes?

Are my blood sugars always in range? No.
Do I eat more carbs than I've covered? Sometimes, Yes.
Am I always a healthy eater? Heck no.
Do I change the lancet when I need to re-lance my finger? Never.
Do I always carry my sugar stuff when I take my dog for a walk? Ummm...No.

What I think I can do, though, is stay positive and keep going. No, I'm not saying I never get an attitude with my mom. (sorry) I'm not saying that I want to keep doing diabetes stuff. But I know I can keep going, partially since I have to and partially since I want to excel at this, no matter how hard it is. I want a regular life, even if that includes some finger pokes and shots. I know I will do this, and never refuse to work towards it. I love life, and I want to keep it that way! See you tommorrow!

Monday D Blog Week!

Monday theme is Friends!

Let me just say that I started reading D blogs in February, and I think of all the bloggers as my friends, even if they have no idea who I am. We're all in this together. I would give some links but I don't want to be creepy. I'm new to blogging so sorry about the lameness of today ;)

And diabuddies (my friends with diabetes) are amazing, read my post here.  might add a link later. thanks!