Roller Coaster ride

Well...  I was starting from my past and working my way up to the present and where I am with my diabetes but I am going to skip to the present...  What a ride...  I have been having some issues with my blood sugars in the past few weeks and made an appt Monday to be seen today...  My last appt we changes some times on doses and that really messed things up and I am HIGH all the time and chasing....  I did just switch to a new pump because my old one decided to have a sticky button and would randomly scroll on its own when I was correcting for my carb intake...  So we decided today it was time to go back to the basics and set one constant basal and bolus rate...  I know this is the right step because what I am doing now is not working at all...  I truly dislike this disease but what do you do?  It is a 24/7 job with no breaks and I am thankful for the wonderful staff at Saint Marys and for the support my family and friends give me.

My husband Brad is truly a gift from GOD...  From the first time meeting him and what he has done to learn about my diabetes is amazing.  I do not know what I would do without him.  Here is a man that slept on the hospital floor in Miami Florida while we were supposed to go on a cruise to get married and instead I got severely ill with my diabetes, we missed the cruise with all of our family and friends and he still married me in the Dade County hospital with iv's and a hospital gown.  Yup beautiful bride.  HA..  He is my hero, my life and my world.  Everytime I tell this story I want to cry and smile at the same time...  He is truly and amazing man.

So anyways, hopefully we will get some good test results and be back on track...  Till next time!!

Here we go...

Well...  I needed an outlet for my diabetes but I was not sure how or where to start...  So here it goes...  Most that know me know I have diabetes...  I was diagnosed in 1983 on my 10th birthday...  Yup I spent my 10th birthday in the hospital learning how to do insulin injections on an orange..  I was scared as hell and felt like a freak...  My family  has a history of diabetes but I am the first with type 1 or juvenile diabetes...  That first summer was awful.  I felt that my friends and their families were afraid to have me over because they did not know how to or what diabetes was.  I learned quickly and along the way had some battles that ended in hospital stays.

Once I started middle school I met someone else that had the diabetes and we became great friends.  It still was tough but I felt finally I had a friend that I could hang out with and not have to worry about what their family thought of me.

High School started and I lost touch with my diabetic friend.  We used to call ourselves "shot sisters"..  but life went on and I slowly would tell others about having diabetes.  No one really understood and they had no clue I had to do multiple injections on a daily basis...

Here is just the beginning of my journey...  I will continue more later....  :)