Diabetic to Dietetics

Labour Day weekend is one of my most favourite long weekends. The sun is almost always shining, Mario and I almost always go for a ride, and there’s almost always…

It is truly amazing how unfocused or just plain ignorant drivers, cyclists and walkers can be. Mario and I went out for a bike ride around UBC, Stanley Park and…

Thirty four days. Thirty four hard, longing, obsessive, mood-swinging, shaky days. That’s how long I lasted. No chocolate for 34 days, but after the week I’ve had, the no-chocolate streak…

As soon as I met up with my super smart, soon-to-be diabetes doctor chick yesterday, my eyes darted to her chest like a magnet to a fridge. Seriously, it was…

Okay seriously, somebody in the Land O Diabetes is bloody well out to get me. If Sunday wasn’t bad enough, on Monday, the kick-em-when-their-down diabetes gods made me forget my…

Yesterday was a disastrous day for me on so many levels, and I’ll be honest, I didn’t want to write this post. I wanted to hide under my pillow and…

What do you do when you manage to pilfer pounds of stoned fruit from your parents? Make German plum tart, that’s what! My parents came back from the Okanagan earlier…

Last time it was my favourite jeans, this time my favourite purse. Some would say maybe my priorities aren’t in the right place, but seriously, if you had spent the…

Just in time for the anniversary, my blood sugars decide to revolt against me – just as they did 24 years ago. Let’s take a walk down memory lane shall we.…

Everyone told me not to do it, that I’d be far too uncomfortable, miserable even, but I didn’t listen, oh no. Me and my pretty girl gumboots were out picking…

Why is it when you don’t want something to happen, it always happens? Case in point: My current sun tan. I have never been a girl to lay for hours…

I haven’t won the lottery, haven’t scored a trip to Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory, haven’t been surprised with six months in Italy, but my goodness I am having a super…