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Guest Post: Roommates.

Today, I have the honor ot posting a guest post from Kim at Texting My Pancreas.  I'm not going to lie - Kim is one of my favorite new(ish - she started blogging last year in June) diabetes bloggers and her posts made me grin and think, all at once.  (Which makes for a weird looking grimace, but that's okay.  I really enjoy the reads.)  Thanks for posting, Kim!

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Kim at Texting Your PancreasI have one of the worst roommates ever.

At least, that’s how I like to think of diabetes and I. We might both live in this body, but I was here first - which means I get the final say on things like decorating, and whether or not we should make room on the DVR for Glee.  (Answer: “Yes, of course”.)  

On most days, I can accommodate my roommate’s eccentricities. He’s easily offended over some of the foods I really enjoy (like breakfast cereal and delivery pizza), and I try to respect that. He’s introduced me to some pretty great people over the years, though I’m not sure he realizes that they don’t hold him in very high regard. He can be a good motivator when the mood strikes him, and I often like to prove to him that he isn’t always the boss of me. (See also: doing my first half-marathon last year.)

However, if you live with the same kind of roommate I do, you know that he also has a darker side. There are nights diabetes has kept me up on an all-night juice bender; stumbling down the hallway and sweating through my pajamas. He’s left me stranded, far from home, with a deficit in both blood sugar and glucose tabs. Diabetes doesn’t have much consideration for timing - he’s happy to barge in on holiday celebrations, job interviews, school exams, and even weddings. He can give you a pretty epic headache, steal away your patience and rational thinking, and leave unsightly blood stains on your favorite shirt. Diabetes is a jerk, like that.

Given all this, you can understand why living with diabetes wasn’t a situation I felt comfortable with in the past.  At least, it wasn’t until I found a whole mess of other people online who, it turned out, knew exactly what this is like. They, too, were roommates with this unpredictable and moody rascal. The burden of living with diabetes started to seem less heavy. Truthfully, I hadn’t realized just how heavy it was until I found I wasn’t the only one carrying it around.

Though I haven’t been blogging for very long, I’ve quickly found that sharing my story - and making fun of diabetes whenever possible - is an integral part of keeping myself healthy. Writing about the good, the bad, the funny and the frustrating - and finding that others share those same experiences - helps me validate the concept that I’m not alone in this. Feelings of isolation get replaced with connection and camaraderie. The act of living with diabetes became a “team sport”, which helps me feel eager to suit up and tackle it each day. It’s also handy to have folks around who can answer questions like, “Where, exactly, on my thigh should I put an infusion site?”, and “Do I really have to pull my Dexcom sensor after seven days?”.

Diabetes: you may be a horrible roommate, but you’ve introduced me to some wonderful friends, and for that I can be thankful. 

We’re all anxiously awaiting your eviction notice, though, buddy.

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Thanks for the great post, Kim.  And by the way, I wear my Dexcom sensor on the outside of my thigh. :)

Comments

Love your blog, Kim :) So awesome to have stumbled into the DOC...GREAT POST! Thanks for having her, Kerri!

You know Kim, I love the "team sport" analogy to the DOC. I so get...your feelings on writing about the good, the bad, the smelly (in my case), the funny, etc...I think in knowing we are not alone and in writing so that others know they are not alone we are providing "therapy" for ourselves for frickin' (I am trying not to curse in my comments...you can "thank" me later Kerri :) FREE!

I am going to go check out your blog now Kim!

Great post.

I would like to send all the Diabetes roomates to one big frat house. I think that's where they belong.

I am curious about wearing my infusion site on my thigh. I have always used my hips or stomach. Where IS the best place for an infusion site on the thigh?

Loved this post! Thank you!

Love this post!!!! Another thing about this room-mate? Instead of paying half of the expenses, he just piles on more bills!!! ;)

I loved the line you wrote Kim "finding that others share those same experiences - helps me validate the concept that I’m not alone in this." and I could not agree more. I love the way you write. It really helps put a little smile on ones face when thinking about diabetes frustrations. Thank you.

Thanks, all! :)

Love your blog Kim! Your writing is awesome. And I too am curious about the sensors/infusion sites on the thigh! Just stuck one on my arm for the first time today....eeeeek!

Loved this post! You made me smile, such a nice way to start the day. You are right. on. point. both about the uber-annoying roommate (either a rowdy dude or a mean girl, methinks) AND the DOC. Thx! (And thx Kerri for having Kim guest blog!)

An interesting post, thank you.
Kerri, I wondered if you had seen this http://www.nhs.uk/news/2011/01January/Pages/artificial-pancreas-pregnant-diabetes.aspx

The NHS behind the headlines series aims to provide a balanced and clear explanation of medical stories in the news. In this case the 'artificial pancreas' title is a little misleading but otherwise the research seems promising.

If you are not interested but know another PWD who would be. please feel free to pass me along.

Awesome post Kim. I have been reading multiple blogs in the DOC for months and have finally gotten involved myself this week and started posting and started my own blog, so I can definitely relate to you on your comments when you just started. It's SO amazing to not feel alone here (in the DOC). You guys understand to the point of finishing my sentences and stealing my stories ;) !!

An eviction notice would be nice!! Great analogy.

Another great (guest) post I can totally relate to. Kim, your blog will be my reading material for the weekend :).
I thought of my diabetes as an annoying relative that pops in uninvited in the most awkward moments, but now I feel it more like a roommate. Awful roommate btw.
By reading this and other DOC blogs, I realized the importance of a diabetes online community. And I've started my own blog as well, in Romanian, because there's no Romanian DOC and I can count the local diabetes-related blogs on one hand.
Thank you all for not letting me feel alone!

Beautiful metaphor, diabetes as roommate. Except mine us definitely female! And moody, to boot.

Thank you for that great post, Kim! My "roommate's" worst habit is that of making me need to eat, or drink juice, at bedtime or in the middle of the night, which requires me then to brush my teeth at all hours of the night. It's getting really old, if you know what I mean, but since this roomie and I have been together for 38 years, I don't see him changing anytime soon!

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