traveling with diabetes

Diabetes… and company

Full disclosure part 2: My diabetes SUCKED the 10 days we had company. I realized rather quickly in my mother-in-law and niece’s stay that having company was in no way the same as going on vacation. Not just because I wasn’t the one experiencing a new place, but also because when Big Ring and I travel we are predominantly the ones choosing where we eat, what we eat, when we eat. And we are walking miles and miles throughout the day so if I choose a sweet treat or a meal that might be frowned upon with those in the old-school diabetes hood, it’s okay – because it’s balanced. Berlin 2010, Brandenburg Gate: Now this is my kind of vacationing! While we had hoped to tickle their taste buds with some of our favourite haunts, it became quite apparent that, for the most part, was not going to happen. You …

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Unlocking the T-1 shackles

A Cure… It would mean I could live freely without people looking at me with pity in their eyes, or telling me tales about their grandma who had her foot amputated because of diabetes, or of a friend of a friend whose blood sugars went so low while in the shower, he passed out and drowned, or of an acquaintance who had a heart attack while pregnant because of her diabetes… It would mean I could eat freely without others telling me how to eat, that I could reach for a piece of chocolate, or a cookie, or a scoop of ice cream without family members, friends and strangers – all with outdated information – questioning, and or admonishing, whether it wise I ingest such sweet treats… It would mean I could run freely without worrying about my blood sugars crashing, or having to calculate how much to reduce my …

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