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November is diabetes awareness month.  It was early November 1975 when I was diagnosed as a Juvenile or "Type 1" diabetic, which makes me in my 42nd year of living with this challenging disease. I've seen people online say they've been "battling" this disease for "X" number of years, and personally I disagree with the term.  If your going to be in battle mode for the rest of the life, your going to be losing all the time.  For me, diabetes is a disease you must accept and live with as best you can. There are ups and downs all the time.  They are sometimes unpredictable and seem to happen for no reason. You just have to do the best you can.  Kind of like life. Here's just a few of the ways diabetes has impacted my life according to a T1D footprint generator off the JDRF (Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation) website.  You also need to add 58,256 insulin injections as that's the way I treated my diabetes (as many people did, and still d...

Those of you on Facebook have been inundated with my posts about Type 1 Diabetes (T1D) for the past week as November is Diabetes Awareness Month.  All of this is an attempt to dispel some of the myths and give a little insight into how our lives are affected  by this challenging chronic disease (effected?  I have no clue.) I've been on an insulin pump since March 2011. I fought it for a long time.  I've noticed that diabetics are often resistant to changing the way we treat our disease.  I couldn't be happier with this change.  I can't imagine my life without a pump, which I think means the next time a new technology comes along, I'll be resistant to that one too. For the uninitiated, I thought I'd share some of the details about what goes into using a pump.  First of all you need one of two things:  Lotsa money or a premium drug plan.  I'm extremely lucky my hubby has an incredible extended medical plan that gives me 100% coverage on my...

Abbott Street  The grey November days are well upon us and I feel the need to hibernate.  I'm a homebody at heart and as many of you know, once the sun goes down it's difficult at the best of times to get me to leave my house.  This time of year it's next to impossible.  Often, on these damp, dark afternoons I relish the opportunity to hunker down and enjoy simple things so easily taken for granted.  Today I'm grateful for:  - a roof over my head - a working furnace - reliable electricity - clean water - tea and cocoa - homemade soup - a cozy blanket and a good book - someone to snuggle with

  We took a few steps off the Mission Greenway this afternoon, onto the rounded cobble of the creek bed.   Pitou and Max  both seem to enjoy being close to the water, but had no desire to venture into it.   Naturally Pitou managed to find a dead salmon to roll in.  Luckily Max was keen to help clean him up so I only had to open the back windows in the car on the ride home. It's hard to believe it's the first of November and we're still enjoying these sunny days.  It's cooled down, but it's still beautiful and I've forgotten already that the last two days were cold and grey. It makes me wonder what the winter will bring, but not for long.  For now,  I want to enjoy every drop of sunshine that we get.  What will be, will be.