Yesterday, I was at a meeting where the audience was decidedly not a diabetes one. And in explaining my experiences with diabetes, I had to give an overview of what type 1 diabetes is and how long I’ve been living with it. “I was diagnosed at the age of seven. It will be 32 years this September …” After the…
The Good: Birdy’s seventh birthday party went off without a hitch. The cake was made, the guests were fed, the bouncy castle was a source of glee for kids and adults alike, and my daughter spent the day red-faced from jumping, laughing with her friends, and covered in cake frosting. Cannot ask for more than that. The Bad: On Friday…
For the last few days, I’ve been sick. Sicker than I’ve been in several years – a man cold morphing into a respiratory infection with an agenda, evolving into nausea that rivaled all my morning sickness put together, crashing into having to visit the doctor and cancel a trip to California this week. (For the record, I’ve never had to cancel…
For months, I escaped most of the germ cycle. I received my flu shot. I wash my hands. I don’t lick doorknobs or shopping cart handles or people I don’t know. My ears, nose, and throat remained plague-free. Until about four days ago. I have a rotten cold. And if you know me at all, you’ll recall that anything to…