The other week I ran out of needles in the easy-reach box in our under-stairs cupboard. I have a couple of nicely painted IKEA boxes there where I keep my day-to-day diabetic supplies. Pretty thrilling stuff, I think you’ll agree. I went upstairs to my diabetic warehouse and was horrified (well, not really horrified at… Read More »
Caroline’s forum post about the volume of diabetes junk she lugs around every day made me wonder if I’m a bit of a lightweight. I have a graduated approach to the amount I carry, which increases disproportionately depending on whether or not pyjamas are involved. In brief, my theory is pj=3dj. That is to say, a… Read More »
I recently had cause to look at my fingers. Not a high octane thrilling experience, I’m sure you’ll all agree. But I did notice the array of tiny dots caused by the last zillion, or so, blood tests that my poor, ravaged fingers have had to endure. While I can never take a break from… Read More »
Recently I suffered an unwelcome visit from a mild throat infection. I mention this not to get sympathy (because I know I’ll get Sweet FA from you lot) but because it really messed up my blood glucose levels. Despite being hobbled by MDI, I tend to keep my blood glucose in the single figures (go… Read More »
One of the many wonderful features of diabetes is the sheer, damned boredom of it all. Diabetes is generally about the day to day uneventful plod of checking our blood glucose and balancing carbohydrate and insulin intake. While there are sometimes the exciting peaks and troughs of extreme hypoglycemia and hyperglycemia – which do, admittedly,… Read More »
During the summer last year we went round to some friends of ours for a dinner party. Yes, a dinner party – now that I have reached my thirties, I no longer have the desire to frequent sweaty nightclubs of a Saturday night, downing expensive, sticky drinks and being much, much too close to the… Read More »
Today, I go into battle. Excuse me while I suit up…and the somewhat serious nature of this post… Since deciding that an Insulin Pump would be the best option for me, I seem to have had nothing but trouble from ;
Christmas. It’s a time for family, a time for sharing things, a time for complete overindulgence. But in my family its also time for the dreaded blood sugar wars. You see, both of my grandparents are diabetic. They’re Type II, both on insulin (and my grandmother with an insulin pump) and I have to say,… Read More »