Author name: Katie

5: My baby, forever you will be

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Dear Little Ring, The other day you came home with an eraser in hand. You were determined to erase the “white lines” on my legs. You scrubbed and you scrubbed. “It’s not working,” you said, your eyes wide with confusion. It took everything I had not to burst out laughing as I explained why stretch marks would not erase away. Dear child, you crack me up. Every day. Tomorrow you are five years old. I’m not ready for that. People warned me the time would go fast. I knew it would. But still, I’m not ready for you to be a big boy. My baby, forever you will be. I don’t want to lose our moments: your squishy hand warm in mine; your emphatic, operatic moowhah smooches; our nose-to-nose kisses; the pointing of your finger to your cheek silently calling on mama for a tender kiss; your Oscarsized hugs; the […]

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Diabetes vs. Cortisone

Diabetes, Running, Uncategorized

This has not been a good week for me and Dear Diabetes. In the last five days I have had 55-60 total units of insulin shooting through my body. Of that, 30 units is continuos basal. That’s a lot. To put it into perspective, normally I average 17-21 total daily units of which 12 is basal. Right now, I am triple dosing. Yet, my blood sugars are high. Abnormally, dangerously high, unable to crack below 13 mmol most of those days. Generally, I am rarely above 10.0 mmol. The resistance is strong. The culprit: a cortisone injection in my right hip joint that was administered Thursday morning to counter the effects of a labrel tear. Apparently it is well known in the medical field that cortisone (and other steroids for that matter) can often wreak havoc on diabetes management. Yet, I was never made aware. Not from the surgeon who

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Planes, Trains and Automobiles – re-imagined

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Again with the timing of appropriateness. Twelve years ago yesterday, after about a month and a half of tinkering with the idea, Big Ring and I made our togetherness official. For 12 years, he has been my number one cheerleader, my number one support, my number one bestest friend of all. The things he has done for me, the love he has given me, the specialness of him, I cannot imagine life without his hand in mine. And the story I share today is a perfect example of his greatness. Let’s go back about five or six months. Back to those strained months before I got into dietetics. I told Big Ring if I got in he would have to throw me a party, a big party, a huge party. This was going to be a party for me, but also very much for everyone that helped me. And there

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The journey begins

Diabetes, Uncategorized

It seems appropriate I write this post today. It’s a post long overdue. Some of you already know, some have forgotten, some don’t know at all. On this day three years ago, I pulled my editor out of his holidays, I told him it was urgent he meet me. My stomach was full of nervous bubbles, it was a day I had been counting down for 10 months prior. It was a day I never believed I would ever have a count down for. Time did not make it easy. Three years ago I told my editor I was leaving the world of journalism, the world of my childhood dreams. Today, I am four weeks from starting on a path I have been building up to for the last six years. On May 17 I was officially accepted into the dietetics program at the University of British Columbia. Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!! The

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No Surgery for Labral Tear

Running, Uncategorized

I was sure surgery was the only option. Last week I received word that my MRI came back positive for a small labral tear in the right hip. I suspected this would be the diagnosis, and frankly I was happy to finally have a diagnosis after a year of suffering the chronic pain. Back when I was still going to physio, he was treating me as though I had a labral tear. After a couple months of weekly appointments, sometimes bi-weekly, there was minimal improvement. That’s when we decided it was time for x-rays and an arthrogram MRI. Time has not healed. Physio has not healed. Like I said, I thought for sure surgery was my only option to heal. Friends gave me teary eyed emojis at the mention of surgery, family tried convincing me otherwise. But the thing is, I don’t want to spend my life in pain. I

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