Broncos, Bolus, and Butters - OH MY!
Holy late Friday afternoon post. But it's time for The Friday Six: Broncos, Bolus, and (Nutter) Butters Edition.
1. Jay Cutler has been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I know - Jay Cutler, quarterback for the Denver Broncos! (Note to readers: I did not know that Jay Cutler existed until this morning. I'm sorry - my sports knowledge is limited to Larry Bird and anything Red Sox. I also keep typing "cutlet" instead of "Cutler" and now I'm craving a chicken sandwich.) Another pro-athlete joins the diabetes community. And so far I've seen "type 1 diabetes" called "a treatable form" (as opposed to the kind that eats people?) and "the more serious type." Sigh. Let the media blitz begin!
2. My wedding day is just sixteen days away, and I'm starting to get all twittery with preparation and nerves. This month's Generation D column is about how I'm preparing to manage diabetes while at the wedding - including hiding a tube of cake gel in the maid of honor's flowers. Everyone's a little ninjabetic sometimes. :)
3. A few days ago, unannounced and almost hidden in the rose bush outside my house, a package from Medtronic did appear. And inside of it, boys and girls, was a One Touch UltraLink meter. (This sounds like a ridiculous fairy tale already.) I'm going to do a ful write-up of the meter next week, but suffice it to say that this thing kicks ass. Except for the first test I did, it's been accurate (within a few points of my Ultra2), quick to transmit, and it's familiar in that "Hey, it's a OneTouch" way. Granted, it's huge, but I'm willing to give it a go. I know a lot of diabetics in the blogosphere received this meter, too. I'm excited to compare notes next week.
4. Last night, I hit the lowest low I've had in a while: 36 mg/dl. I must have overbolused after my post-workout snack. It started when I was in the shower, as I stared at the shampoo bottle for a few minutes before I realized that my legs were shaking. Nervous and alone in the house (Chris is away on business), I grabbed a towel and went out into the kitchen. With waves of panic, nausea, and lethargy coursing over me, I consumed three tablespoons of honey and a pile of Nutter Butter cookies in what felt like one breath. Thirty minutes later, I was feeling much better. My blood sugar had cruised up to 212 mg/dl. And my shirt was covered in Nutter Butter crumbs. So much for trying to keep things low carb until the wedding. Blast.
5. Random: This website made me laugh: GraphJam: Pop Culture for People in Cubicles. Among my favorites? The one about judging website author sanity. And the one about shooting the sheriff. These witticisms are quick and clever and I am so amused by this silliness.
6. This weekend, once Chris returns, we will be doing seating charts, favors, and picking out the song to dance to for our first dance. We don't have "a song," so we're on the hunt for a classy, lovely, and danceable song to debut as husband and wife. (We do NOT want a song that has an awkward part in the middle, like Stairway to Heaven, where it gets all fast and is uncomfortable to dance to. Avoiding that.) Here's what we have so far:
- Ben Folds - The Luckiest
- The Frames - One Irish Rover
- Etta James - At Last
- Elton John - Your Song
- Billy Joel - She's Always a Woman
- Radiohead - True Love Waits
- Counting Crows - Colorblind
Do you guys have any suggestions? I'm open to anything that's sweet, but not overly sticky. And I so appreciate all of your help with this stuff. I need to send thank you cards to everyone in the Blogosphere! :)
I'm off to keep on truckin' towards my wedding day. Sixteen days? Ahhhhhh!