“What are you reading?” “A book about writing,” I said, showing her the cover. “A book about writing … you know, I’d like to write a book.” She put the coffee carafe down on the edge of the breakfast table. “I have seen a lot of things, and I think my kids need to know them. I want to leave…
Happy Thanksgiving, from my turkeys to yours. You might also like: Happy Thanksgiving, 2015 Edition. Happy Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving (a day late) Happy Thanksgiving!
Weird skin week continues, with this post centered on something entirely un-diabetes related: melasma. After Birdy was born in 2010, I noticed that my skin had some new freckle-looking things. Only they were like dalamation-esque dots of too much pigment and not-enough-pigment, and they made my face look dirty in the summer with the sun bringing out these rotten spots….
Instagram has been awesome for making connections to artists, designers, and other craftspeople who inspire, and today I have the chance to highlight someone whose work I’ve been admiring for months. Holly Allen, the Witt ‘n Whimsy jewelry entrepreneur, has stopped over to SixUntilMe today to talk about her work, her connection to the patient community, and to announce a…
“What is that, on your arm?” Attempting to embrace the bathroom advocacy, I told the lady I have type 1 diabetes. “And this is an insulin pump. This part of the device holds the insulin,” – point to the black pump clipped to my bathing suit strap – “and the insulin goes into my body here. It’s a nice change…
My guy, Personality? You have it. And strong will? Oh shit, you have that, too. Kid, you’re a hot ticket (as my grammie used to say). You are deeeeep into what some might call The Terrible Twos and I would call them that but you’re not yet two and you’re also not terrible but I think you’re testing me to…
Bullet points? Yep. Easter came and went. We colored a few dozen eggs and now everyone in my home will be eating hard boiled eggs until we’re all old and wrinkly. Which I am becoming. My daughter asked me if I was mad, and I said no, and she said, “Oh good. Your forehead looked angry so I wanted to…
“You have a nice bedside manner. I don’t feel stupid being honest about the health concerns I have. And I don’t feel like you’re judging me when I tell you my A1C went up; that makes it easier to be honest with you about where I struggle.” “I really appreciate that,” she said. I’m in the process of switching to…
No mention of D-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named today. Instead, let’s talk tunes. Music is a constant in my life. My cassette tape collection as a kid was pretty solid, my CD collection as a young adult was epic (thanks to those Columbia House-style subscription things where you could buy three CDs for a dollar and then end up with a bunch that you didn’t…
So … I went into the CSS on my blog and wanted to change one quick thing, then ended up down some weird redesign rabbit hole, and I’ve come out the other side with a different website layout. (Just in time for net neutrality’s demise. I’m at the point where I don’t know where to look in order to escape…
(Birdy was in charge of the hand turkeys this year.) Happy (a day late) Thanksgiving, DOC!! <3 You might also like: Happy Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving, 2015 Edition.
It’s World Diabetes Day. YAY! And buried amongst the bits of distressing-as-hell news crap out there will be articles about diabetes. Casual mentions of this monster that lives under our bed (and that we feed occasionally). And tomorrow, the world’s attention will twist to the next crisis. But oh, my fellow PWD, we’ll still be on this diabetes journey long…
Kate Olivia Rhoades was a sweet and clever little bird who I never had the honor of meeting but we loved regardless of distance. She was diagnosed with leukemia when she was 26 months old. And when Kate died, we mourned for the little girl whose smiled cracked the world right open. Since Kate’s death, I’ve watched my friend Lindsay advocate…
(And if you want to make your own fabric pumpkins and then get your own tetanus shot, here’s the blog post with directions.) You might also like: Photo Challenge: #DOCtober. A Billing Code for Empathy One, Stupid High. Photo-A-Day: Past.
Since deciding that our family of four was the maximum number of people to be in our family (read: no more babies), I’ve been working to transition as much of my healthcare team from Boston to Rhode Island. After almost 30 years at the Joslin Clinic, this has been a tough transition, because I’m so used to their style and…