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Sicky McSickerson

Diabetes

It’s Monday. The weekend is over. I want a do-over. After working non-stop for the last month or so, putting in extra hours, not taking proper lunches, I felt I was due a long weekend. So on Thursday, I notified my boss that I’d be taking Friday off. And oh man did I have plans. Lunch with a girlfriend, Christmas errands to run, shopping, and yeah, that doctor’s appointment too. But instead, do you want to know what I did? I spent 95 per cent of the weekend in bed! Getting sick sucks for most people, but getting sick on diabetes is like worlds colliding. It’s not just hacking up a lung here, or blowing out a grody there, my body literally shuts down. There is no way of having perfect blood sugars when sick, not even close to being perfect, they go on the most erratic roller coaster ride […]

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Social media, yay or nay

Diabetes

“Have you ever thought about promoting your blog?” That was the question posed to me by my super stylish NYC girlfriend – and fellow blogger – as we hustled down the boardwalk, trying to cover our bodies from the ice of the river wind. It’s not the first time I’ve heard such a question; my brother who’s all about marketing is often throwing ideas at me to get more from my writing than just the act of writing itself. But the thing is, I’m pretty sure I’m the laziest blogger out there. Sure I post somewhat regularly, but that’s the easy part. I am a writer by trade after all. But keeping conversations moving on a blog-specific Facebook page and Twitter and elsewhere, that just seems like a whole lot of work. You can’t just upload your blogs to social media and hope for the best, you’ve got to engage

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New body please

Diabetes, Training

Dear world, I need a new body.  I’m thinking a tradesy might be a good option. I mean, my body is kind of nice looking, it’s somewhat fit, has really nice legs, and is great for someone who doesn’t mind never-ending aches and pains the odd ache and pain here and there. In return, I would like a body that is also nicely fit, has great looking legs, maybe even a four pack, but that’s negotiable, is young, and does NOT get injured at the drop of a hat. Sincerely, Princess. For almost a week now I’ve been dogging a nasty shoulder pain. So sore I can’t pull my arm back, put pressure on it, pick my purse up, or lie on it without wincing in pain. I have no idea how I got it, it just kind of appeared on Monday. It’s a pain similar to one I had

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Mad with the itch

Diabetes

Oh man, I came this close, THIS CLOSE, to chopping off my right middle finger. No joke, that finger almost did not survive the weekend. It didn’t matter how much I would miss that finger, and believe me I would (as would many others). Not only do I use it every day to type such important letters as K and I (both of which are in my name) but also rather frequently to extend my most loveable term of endearment to some of my favourite people 😉 But that finger, oh man it was driving me mad with the itch! It was so freaking itchy, like 50 spider bites itchy, a bush of stinging nettles itchy, crawling scabies itchy, cheap laundry detergent itchy, chop my bloody finger off now itchy. I tried to relieve the itch by rubbing it on my jeans, scraping it along the ridges of a pill

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Singing hallelujah

Diabetes, Training

Ohhh Lordy. Yes, on a day where I was blessed with that beautiful autumnal God light on my way to work this morning (sorry no pics, probably not safe to whip out the camera while driving) it feels only proper to tap into my religious roots. And by religious, I mean, holy hell I saw my life flash before my eyes multiple times tonight – MULTIPLE TIMES!!! For all of you out there who think aqua jogging is wimpy, think again. I was almost drowned tonight not once, not twice, but five times, once by the lane dividers while life guards were dividing up the lanes, and three times by a demon swimming chick who thought it prudent to start speed swimming right in my line of jogging. Uhm, okay, maybe I’ll just tread some water here as you smash your left arm down onto my head. Thanks for that.

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