Right now, I have enough.

"On July 27 1921 two Canadian scientists at the University of Toronto,Frederick Banting and Charles Best, successfully isolate insulin--ahormone they believe could prevent diabetes--for the first time.Within a year, the first human sufferers of diabetes were receivinginsulin treatments, and countless lives were saved from what waspreviously regarded as a fatal disease. Diabetes has been recognizedas a distinct medical condition for more than 3,000 years, but itsexact cause was a mystery until the 20th century. At that time, theonly way to treat the fatal disease was through a diet low incarbohydrates and sugar and high in fat and protein. Instead...

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The Four Seasons to Diabetes

The winter days, those are the ones that are like sticky notes glued to our memories. The rain that falls from our tear ducts...the snow that chills our hearts to our blessings. There are the storms that toss the numbers around. There are the calms that lay before the storms that can give us a false sense of security. But during this time of year, most of us know...we KNOW...that when the calm is there, then it is time to lie in wait for the storm. Every day anticipating the winds to turn everything upside down. Every day not trusting what is in our emergency preparedness brain. How bad will the storms be? The weather caster in our brain exaggerates...

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I blog, therefore I get free stuff.

I get emails once in awhile from companies that want me to try their stuff. At first I thought this was SO COOL and then realized that most of the "stuff" I was getting wasn't so yummy or cool after all. (Sad face.)But when I got the call from Blue Bunny to try their ice cream, well HOT DANG! I'm not going to say no to ice cream! The SAME DAY I got a note from VBlast, asking me to try their new vitamin beverage. I figured, I said yes to the ice cream, might as well give these a whirl too.In exchange, I said I would give a review, but they both knew that I would be honest...and say what I really truly thought. I'm not getting paid or anything....

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Haunting Heidi's Blog

Today I have the honor of guest posting at Heidi's blog, D-Tales. It is all about basal tweaking...and ghosts. You know, same ol same ol. :)Heidi has a son with T1, and we became instant friends when we found each other. She is kind, strong, and a devoted friend. I'm so thankful she is part of my support system!Don't be shy, stop by and see what all the fuss is about. We are boooolllUUUuuusSSing!To get there, click HERE, or cut and paste this beauty into your browser: http://www.diabetes-tales.com/2011/07/booooolusiiiiiing-with-meri.h...

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Poop and Circumstance.

Sometimes POOP happens and there is nothing we can do to change that.Sometimes our meter says HI and there is nothing we could have done to prevent it.Because, as I tell my boys multiple times a week, "we don't have a crystal ball."Circumstances are what they are.Tirade: Do your kids come to you on the couch after eating a snack and ask, "How many carbs?" When you weren't even involved with making said plate full of carbs? Mine do. All the time. Hence the "I don't have a crystal ball" comment. "You have to actually TELL me what you ate." (Would be nice, wouldn't it?)Tirade two: Yes, sometimes my boys bolus after they eat. Don't have a heart attack....

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The one where I rant...

Do I care too much?Am I weird? (Wait, don't answer that...)When I see a child suffer, a little piece of me dies. I wonder how others can just shut it off. Block out the sadness, the helplessness...the caring.Those that work in the medical field...I know they see it every day. I know that they see suffering, and in order to cope they need to look at things logically rather than emotionally.But there is a fine line between professional courtesy and blatant don't-give-a-damn.When B was at the doctor on Monday he was suffering. He was shivering. He was moaning. He was spitting in a cup because he wouldn't swallow. His throat pain was unbearable...you...

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Playing at Heather's House/Blog

Sorry I have been MIA. B is in the throws of another bout with strep...and it isn't pretty. I have an entire blog post in my head about our trip to the doctor and me being one hair away from going ape mom on those pharmacists...time will tell if that beauty will see the light of day. But B is finally feeling better enough to eat breakfast today, so we are moving forward!I did have time to whip together a guest post for my amazing friend Heather! Her blog is Sweet to the Soul, and that describes Heather PERFECTLY! I know it is supposed to pay homage to her girls...but you know what? Their Mama deserves the title as much as they do! So pop by...

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Daring myself to keep it short.

Man...I could write forever. I think I could sit down and just write and write and write.Yeah, I totally get that sometimes my blogs go on and on and on.Sometimes!(Okay! A lot of times!)But I wanted to say hello and let you know how proud I am of me.Yeah. You heard it right. ME!I let my two oldest guys go on an airplane to Washington without me.Yay me!Sure I spent three hours almost throwing up while their plane was delayed, stuck on the tarmac.Sure I almost burst into tears that would surly have overflowed the Pacific Ocean while J texted me 100 messages telling me how sucky it was...But. I. Didn't.And THAT my friends...is something.I'm so good...

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Diabetes is a sailboat.

13 years ago I was told to put my child in a sailboat. Alone. He was to journey out to sea and I was not allowed to escort him.You can imagine the fight I put up. I yelled and pleaded. I dropped to my knees and bargained with God. I had a fit. But alas, my flailing was fruitless...he was literally taken out of my arms and thrown into the boat. I was given no choice. He had Type 1 Diabetes and there was no going back. He could not stay on shore. He could not live without the boat...it was part of him now.I watched the boat go out to sea and I cried for what felt like forever. The world seemed to be in constant motion, while I was stuck on pause...mourning...

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