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Friday, March 30, 2012

Other people.

Confession: I spend some time on the internet. (Who doesn't?)
Particularly on sites where people post funny things, like Unfriendable and Taste of Awesome. I thought, the other day, that I should search 'diabetes' to see if there were people out there.

Obviously I am not alone. Two posts from different sites found me and hit me so hard that I laugh-cried. Here they are:

Self-esteem - <strong>Today I almost cried...</strong>

So true. So, so true. (Similar secrets can be found at

And this other one made me giggle and realize that I really am NOT alone.

Dear guy next to me,

Thanks for telling off our teacher when she didn't believe that the buzzing sound was my diabetes pump and not my phone.

Sincerely, your new best friend.

( Awesome site.

By the way, though, don't search 'diabetes' in any of these sites' search boxes unless you're prepared to be mad. Most of the posts are about how 'eating too much sugar will give you diabetes.' Particularly directed at Cookie Monster. Argh.

Anyway, just wanted to share these awesome online tidbits. If you're the person that posted one or both of these, thank you. You made my day. And to everyone who feels alone - you're not. :)

Thursday, March 29, 2012

What is that infernal beeping noise?

My battery died at 11 pm last night, and it reminded me of the time that my battery actually, fully, kicked the bucket. I remembered the post I had written and, in light of my new promise, decided to post it here.

Alarm. Buzz.
The uncommon sound of the alarm alerts me and I glance down at my pump. Warning: Low battery. Sigh. I confirm it and lock the pump, remembering that the last time when I did that my Little Buddy was still going strong six hours later. I don't give it a second thought.

Half an hour later
Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.
I press all the buttons in an attempt to shut him up.
Beep beep.
The screen's gone black and my Little Buddy's not responding, except to continue warning me that something is wrong. Beep beep. I try to ignore him, thinking that I'll deal with it later.
Beep beep. The whole classroom full of people is looking at me now. "What's that noise?" "'s my pump. I think it's dead." Entering slight panic mode now.
I get permission from the teacher and I go to change my battery (amid relentless, annoying beep beeps). Thankfully, I did have a battery wiht a little juice left in it. (The problem was procuring the coin, but I'll get to that later.)
Untwist the battery cap - beep beeoop...silence.
Insert new battery - beep beep. Nooo!
I breathe a sigh of relief. He's ALIIIVE! I feel like Dr. Frankenstein for a moment.
Of course, my Little Buddy has decided to reset all his settings. I guess at the time (no clock in the gym changeroom? What?) and - thanks to the advent calender - punch in the date. (I still don't know why the year changed back to 2007).

So, long story short, I found out that my pump can die. Like actually, truly, comatosely, die. And that he WILL let me know when he has died. And also, thankfully, that he is revivable.
I'll give that half-hour battery warning more of a thought next time. And I'll put a coin into my glucometer case. :-)

To any of you who have had difficulty submitting comments: I'm sorry. I didn't realize it, but the blog settings wouldn't let non-google members comment. My bad. It should be fine now, so feel free to comment! On anything! :)

P.S. The title had an inspiration - if you don't know immediately what I'm talking about, you should check out this video. It's pretty awesome.  

Tuesday, March 27, 2012


I'm going to post here more often.
This time I mean it.
Nobody may hear me, but this helps my voice to be strong.

Monday, March 26, 2012


I'm going to camp this year!!!!
Alright, I know that it's not until July, but I'm already so excited. What's 4 months, really? It's not that long...
But anyway, I am going to camp for two weeks! AND I am already confirmed to be roomed with my friend! WHAT COULD BE BETTER?
If it wasn't really obvious, life has gotten better since the last post. (Ignore the sad feeling of that post. It was socials class. I hate socials class. Enough said.)
I'm already reflecting on the memories I'll make, the people I'll meet, the things I'll learn. Can't. Wait.

And Z, if you're reading this - I can't wait to see you again! Shakespeare!
(If you're not Z, then just dismiss it with a wave or a shake of the head. Or a sigh. It's an inside joke. :P)