Diabetes

type 1, insulin pump, blood glucose

Pain in the ass

I want to scream, like full-on scream, a scream laced with vicious f-bombs, and with my fists punching the walls and my feet kicking the doors. I am mad as hell, and the source of my anger starts square in the middle of my ass. I ran to Fort Langley yesterday and I thought all I got out of it were a ton of lousy mosquito bites, but no, it seems I also got the gift of a pain in my ass. Oh freaking joy. Once again, my body (as diagnosed by Mario and I) is out of alignment. Cue the bloody F bombs! YESTERDAY’S RUN: 11 a.m. BG before: 7.9 Temp. basal: -50 per cent (4 hours) Distance: 15 km Average pace: 6:33 min/km Time: 1:39:09 Temp. basal: +50 per cent (2 hours) I wasn’t feeling the motivation for yesterday’s run. I’d had a few glasses of wine the […]

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Mrs. Raspberry’s definition

Diabetes lesson number 5,738: When told something is unsweetened, ask exactly how it’s made before eating or drinking it. When I picked up some local raspberries this morning at one of those much-beloved roadside operations, the woman manning the stand asked if I wanted a cup of raspberry juice before leaving. Without thinking, I scrunched up my nose and was audibly hesitant: Princess: Hmm, I don’t know, is it sweetened? Mrs. Raspberry: No. ––– Super wide grin on my face before taking a super-sized gulp. ––– Princess: Wow, this is really good, and it’s just straight raspberries? Mrs. Raspberry: Yeah, my sister has a juicer and sticks the raspberries in there and adds 7Up and apple juice… Uh what? Excuse me while I go gag on that pure sugar you just gave me, thank you very much! Now, I know it was just the other day when I was going

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Etiquette 101

For nearly 24 years I have listened to the lectures, taken in the chastising, and accepted the berating comments from family, friends, and even complete strangers with regards to my diabetes. (Okay maybe that was a a lie; I’ve kind of rebelled against those comments my whole life) See, many people think they know my disease, like really know it, and are akin to giving advice on it, or judging me for supposedly not following the “proper” diabetes code, or outright lecturing me for eating a scoop (be it a large scoop) of Hagen Daz or a chunk of chocolate. Because, you know, obviously they know how to manage my diabetes so much better than me right. Note the sarcasm. Well folks, I am here today to shine some light on what I think of your advice. I was recently introduced to the Etiquette Lessons for Non-Diabetics, compiled by the

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Living the Perpetuem dream

Yesterday was the first real summer day we’ve experienced here on the West Coast, and because my body has suffered through nine months of nasty, ugly, cold  weather it hasn’t yet had a chance to acclimatize to the heat, and as a result, I suffered a major heat-related migraine last night. And I got to say, sitting in front of the computer with a head that feels like someone is pounding nails into it probably wasn’t the best thing to do … but then again, I didn’t really make a whole lot of smart choices yesterday (keep reading). And because I was somewhat distracted by the agonizing pain, I completely neglected the most important fact of Saturday’s Grouse Grind achievement: the post-Grind chocolate gelato topped with a piece of fleur de sel milk chocolate – oh yum 😀 It feels like Paris every time we visit Chocoaterie de la Nouvelle

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Eat dirt!

Maybe screwing up the dates last week, and maybe getting a head start, and maybe battling the Grouse Grind in monsoon-like weather were the reasons for me totally rocking the mountain yesterday in near perfect Grind-climbing weather. OR maybe I’m just that awesome 😉 HIKE THE GROUSE GRIND WITH ICD TAKE 2: 9:30 a.m. BG before: 14.5 Temp. basal: zero Distance: 2.9 km, 2,830 stairs Elevation gain: 853 metres Time: 55:20!!! PERSONAL BEST BABY!!! 10:50 a.m. BG after: 13.5 BG correction: 2.15 units Did you see that finishing time? 55:20! One minute 18 seconds faster than my previous best three weeks ago, which was 37 seconds faster than my previous, previous best, and more than 20 minutes faster than when I first started climbing the Grind six years ago!. So what if I had feelings of upchucking, or had scratched the hell out of my hands, or looked as though

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