Do not be afraid to advocate.

 

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This one goes out to everyone dealing with insurance woes. To everyone needing approvals and letters of necessity stating that you still need your life sustaining medications. For me it is insulin and the devices I use to keep me going every day. My omnipods, dexcom sensors, and glucose meters that allow me the freedom to care for myself and my children with just a pinch of ease. These are supplies I NEED and should not be questioned over every year by insurance.

I completely understand that business is business and I will not claim to know the ins and outs of companies. Or doctors offices. I can only speak for myself and what I know to be true. That truth is that we, the people who need and depend on insurances and pharmacies, have to continuously be fighting for our lives. There is no break in our everyday care nor is there vacation time in ensuring that our medical needs are met.

January was a rough month for me.

I went back and forth, phone call after exhausting phone call, crying and begging for people to listen and do their parts. There was a complete possibility I was not going to be receiving my supplies because insurance companies were not communicating with doctors offices and vice versa. I was running low on insulin, a medication I need to live, and it was overwhelming. It was frustrating and irrationally heartbreaking. I had experienced hiccups before but nothing of this magnitude. I was left feeling lost. Helpless. Abandoned by the only people who could make these decisions concrete.

A phone conversation between my sister and I ended in tears when I admitted from the depths of my soul that I did not want to be a type one diabetic anymore. I was done with it. Over the whole situation. I wanted to give up but the reality is that you can not give up. It is literally a life or death matter. My sister, with grace and so much love, told me to do what I had to do. To cry it out but to get back up. There is no turning it off and that unfortunately these are the cards I was dealt. But to give up was to be giving up on myself, my hard work, and my family. I am not a quitter.

It took me getting extra feisty with people for them to see the dire situation they were putting me in. Which brings me to the point of this whole post…We are our only advocates! For the insurance companies and doctors, I am not saying they do not care, but to them this is still just a job. We have to stand up for ourselves, for our lives. We can not sit down and be silent. We have to fight. With everything we have we need to fight. No one else is going to do it for us. Yes, we can have amazing teams working with us and trying to guide us. However, at the end of the day it is OUR health on the line.

Never give up. Keep at it until their only option is to give you what you need.

 

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My Diabetes Monster.

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Quite often when referring to diabetes I will call it a Monster. A vial wretched thing that is horrendously obnoxious, has no idea how to react to social cues, is completely inconsiderate and is just the most ridiculously annoying thing I have ever met. It’s the beast that lives on my back. Every one handles living with this tedious illness differently. I’ve found over the years that if there isn’t just a tinge of humor surrounding what I have to go through on a daily basis then I’m going to be deeply depressed. Because the truth about type one diabetes is that you are tasked with having to keep yourself alive every single day. You are in charge of administering a drug that could potentially kill you if done wrong. Talk about pressure.

That is a lot to put on someones plate if you ask me.

So rather than being down in the dumps about this whole thing. I treat diabetes like the monster it is. I didn’t choose it. But I can choose to be in control.

I thought it would be fun to introduce you to my “friend” Diabetes through some humorous tweets and blurbs about living life with me. Enjoy!

If Diabetes Could Tweet:

  • Woke up today and decided it was a good day to be high. Not because she ate anything crazy, just because I like to keep her on her toes.
  • 3 am. Perfect time to wake her with a low. Let’s shoot for a 45. That’ll be fun.
  • Working out? Awesome. Low blood sugar coming at you. Hope you enjoy all the carbs you’ll have to eat to bring this one back up. Food is yummy. You’re welcome.
  • Running around with the family today? Perfect. I’ll give you a break and only skyrocket once. Stop and smell the roses and chug that water, sweetheart.
  • It appears you are running late. I’m gonna hit you with a high, low, high combo and watch you struggle to get through the day. I love being spontaneous.
  • Whoa, whoa, whoa. Dinner out with friends. Don’t forget about me. Here’s a low. You look better with sweaty makeup and shaky hands.
  • Okay, okay. I’ve played hard enough. Let’s have a good day, friend. I wouldn’t want you to think I hate you or anything. You’re my buddy.
  • Here’s another good day coming at you. I call this episode false hope.
  • Aha! You thought you were doing so well. Back with the highs. C’mon, You know you love me. We’ve been friends for over 11 years now.
  • Feeling productive? Not anymore because I just slapped you with the most debilitating low. This is fun, right? I mean, I’m having a blast!

Isn’t Diabetes just awesome. He is witty and annoying. In all honesty there isn’t anything humorous about this illness but I’d rather focus on trying to find something funny then focus on how agonizing it can be. And how there isn’t a cure just yet.

How do you deal with the gloom that can diabetes?

Reviews and Giveaways!**

**Hello friends, the time has come. Head on over to The Diabetic Mommy Facebook page for an exciting GIVEAWAY sponsored by Sugar Medical. It is going on now through Monday, August 7th, TWO winners will be chosen at random and announced Tuesday, August 8th, at 1:00 p.m eastern time.  Good luck everyone. And thank you once again for all of the love and support you have shown this blog and Facebook page.**

Recently I had the opportunity to partner with the phenomenal Sugar Medical to do a review and giveaway. I wanted to share my thanks and gratitude for all of the awesome people who have helped make this site, and The Diabetic Mommy Facebook page, such an incredible community of like minded individuals. What better way to share the love than to give away really fantastic goodies. More on that later. For now, the review.

Disclaimer: I would like it to be noted that I am in no way being compensated by Sugar medical for purpose of this review. However, they are sponsoring the giveaway. All thoughts and opinions are my very own and are not influenced in any way by the company or individuals affiliated with said company.


Living with diabetes comes with a lot of worry; blood sugar levels and ways to treat them if need be, A1c’s and doctors appointments, complications that may or my not occur, and just the overall mental, physical, and emotional game you have to play when dealing with this illness. It is a stressful beast nipping at our heels, but we manage.

That being said, the last thing I want to worry about is where to keep all of my necessary supplies when traveling, and not just across states or countries, but to the grocery store or amusement parks. I don’t want to be fumbling around in my purse for my pump or dexcom. For you gentlemen out there it’s possibly even worse because you don’t carry bags lot of the time. The frustration is real, friends.

I  have been a long time user of sugar medical products, I find their bags to be quite functional and stylish enough to fit my funky personality. They have just about everything you could think of to help make living with diabetes just a little less crazy.

Recently the site introduced their newest bag, The Omnipod Plus Bag, it seemed cute and practical which was exactly what I had been looking into for awhile. Once I had actually received it I knew it was just what I needed. Pictured below is the one I was given for review, The Landon Plus bag. It is truly phenomenal and I’ll tell you why…

 

Not only does my Dexcom fit in the outside pocket perfectly but this bag features a see through window so I can view my numbers where ever I am with ease. This colorful bag comes with a strap for carrying it around my wrist or securing it to my purse. In the pictures above that is the thickness of the bag with all of my things inside…

 

Inside is roomier than a Cadillac. There is a zipper side for either an extra pod or syringes and lancets. There are loops to secure your insulin vial, test strips, batteries, and lancing device. But even better than that? There is now a velcro feature for your pump. You simply place the 3m sticker on the back of your PDM, let sit for 24 hours before placing on velcro in the bag, and bam…you have a secured device tucked away nicely. The very last picture is something I love even more, it is a trash compartment for your test strips. Inside is a plastic like material that is easily wiped out if you were to get blood in there. How amazing is that?

 

You can also purchase new gel skins. I went with purple but there are plenty of colors to choose from to fit your personality. Just because we have diabetes doesn’t mean we can’t be fashionable. Gentlemen, you aren’t left out either because there are color combos and themes to meet your needs as well.

Over all I am beyond impressed with these newer bags. The regular omnipod ones are great as well but if you are looking for just a little extra something then the plus is for you. It serves every need I have in regards to carrying my supplies.

Interested in purchasing one for yourself?

Check out the website linked above for more info.


 

If you liked this review then head on over to The Diabetic Mommy Facebook page and show us some love. Also a huge thank you to the Sugar medical team for partnering with me on this amazing giveaway. Stay tuned for more details.

5 Things I wish people knew about living with Diabetes…

Let’s get right to it. Diabetes is difficult. Like, really difficult. It can be managed, yes. However, the emotional, physical, and mental state this illness can leave you in is pure craziness. One minute you’re completely in control and then you eat something, or go for a jog, or start stressing about the new promotion at work and then bam! You’re on a full blown diabetes roller coaster you never asked to be on.

This illness is hectic, tedious, and unruly. Even on the days you have massive control it isn’t because you were carefree. It takes patience beyond measure, commitment, and a whole lot of will power. I’m not speaking for everyone but my personal relationship with diabetes is a love hate one. I hate it, and it loves to hate me right back. The scars left behind by depression, anxiety, and just an overall fear of all the what if’s is enough to make a person want to scream. This illness is no joke, even though I try to make light of living with it. I do this because if I don’t laugh, even just a little, I would live in a funk.

So I’ve compiled five things I wish people knew about living with type one diabetes.

  1. I wish people knew that even though I am smiling on the outside, inside I am always freaking out. Are my numbers alright? I feel weird, why? I’m so thirsty…is my glucose high? What if I pass out from a low glucose and it’s just me and my kids? Why was my A1c so high? What am I doing wrong? I am constantly having to stay a few steps ahead of diabetes or it will catch me and make sure I fall hard. The truth is that Diabetes is a monster. It doesn’t care about anything.
  2. I wish people knew that it takes so much to stay in control of this. Maybe I make this look easy but it is far from it. Just thinking about being in charge of a drug that could potentially kill me is kind of a mind explosion. I’m not a doctor and yet I have to administer this drug to myself daily. Of course with out it I could die. So there really isn’t a grey area. I either do what I have to or I’m gone.
  3. I wish people knew that I didn’t do this to myself. None of us woke up one day asking to be diabetics. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy. The fear alone of what could happen, or what is inevitable, is depressing. It can eat away at your sanity if you let it. I could fall asleep and never wake up. I could go into a coma. One day my kidneys could go on a permanent vacation, I know quite a few diabetics on dialysis already. Organs can decide not to work. I mean the list goes on. Not to mention I could lose feeling in my feet. People have had to get fingers, toes, even limbs amputated because of the havoc this disease creates. Why wouldn’t I have prevented myself from getting this illness if I could have? No one asks for this. It happens and we deal but I wish people understood that. Sugar didn’t do this to me. Cake wasn’t my enemy. It just happened.
  4. I wish people knew that even when I complain I’m never giving up. I can’t. It’s a real fight or flight kind of thing. You can either embrace it, run with it, and do your very best. Or you can let it take over your entire being until you’re consumed by it. Love and support from family and friends can go a long way. Every little encouraging thought, note, hug, whatever it may be, means the world to us. I know to me it does. If I didn’t have my support system who knows where I would be. I have met plenty of diabetics not caring about their illness because no one cares about them. What’s the point of fighting when you have no one in your corner.
  5. Lastly, I wish people knew that diabetes doesn’t limit us. I may have to take a few extra steps, precautions, or detours, but I am fully capable of taking this world on with diabetes on my back. We can do anything we put our minds to, with just a little more pizzazz, and a lot of snacks.

What’s something you wish people knew about living with Diabetes?

Please don’t fail me now!

My posts lately have been sort of thoughtful, sort of focused on family life, and motherhood. I hadn’t touched really on how diabetes has been treating me, or rather how I’ve been treating my diabetes. The truth is we aren’t friends and we never will be. I despise this disease and everything that comes along with it. I hate that I am almost thirty and having to think about my own mortality sooner than I feel I should. I am having to sit and think about every single thing I eat, or drink, and how it’s going to affect me. I am having to be my own pancreas which doesn’t sound bad until you realize all that the position entails. Constant finger pokes and blood drawls. Constant site changes and a body that has been beaten and abused by this illness. The constant fear of what could be, or what will be, no matter what I do.

Recently I was faced with the fact that sooner then later I might have to deal with kidney issues. Twice now I have had protein spill into my urine and now my endocrinologist is concerned. Now we have to monitor, now we have to discuss being proactive when, not if, we cross that bridge. And I don’t know about you and how you deal with news like this but it’s gotten to me, it’s depressing, it’s made me feel helpless. I don’t have the time or the energy for all of this crap but I have to find it. Because if I don’t get in control of this situation some how, some way, it’s me that suffers. And my family. That’s one thing I regret more than anything, having my family involved in this vicious disease. They are apart of it whether they want to be or not and that pisses me off more then anything. If I could bear the brunt of it all by myself, I would. If my sickness didn’t make them sad, or worry, or upset. Then I could deal with all of this. But I can’t shield them from it anymore then I can shield myself. And that’s another difficult pill to swallow.

I’m trying to  be positive. We aren’t talking dialysis, we aren’t figuring out medication yet, but we are monitoring and to me that’s just the start. Earlier this year I was diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. Treatable, sure. I am currently taking medication for that. But I still felt like, why? Why do I have to deal with this, too? All of this has caused me to take a step back and reevaluate my health and what I need to do to improve it the best I can. I need to push back these complications for as long as possible because I am not going out like that. I am a fighter. I am a beast. I am a mom, and I have better things to be doing.

Recently I’ve started working out again. Being selective with food choices. And overall continuing to show this disease that I am in charge. Nothing is going to take me down unless I let it and that is not the kind of person I am. I don’t back down when I am put in a corner. Diabetes might be tough, but I’m tougher.

So to all you champions out there. Wear that smile and wear it proudly.

 

Things you shouldn’t do when your blood sugar is low…

With type one diabetes there are some days when you’re hitting those numbers and you’re hitting them hard. You look like a freaking rock star. And then there are those days when your numbers are doing their own thing and you’re left feeling all sorts of wonky.

Now, I don’t know about you but when my blood sugars (blood glucose levels) are low I get a little weird. Aside from the normal symptoms; shaky, sweaty, dizzy, disoriented, dealing with a numb sensation in my mouth and limbs, feeling lost, and everything else that comes along. I also get combative. A bit aggressive, in the sense that I don’t want anyone to tell me anything, don’t even talk to me when my sugar is low because I’m not me when I’m low. Ha. Like the snickers commercial…okay.

I’ve compiled a list of things you shouldn’t do when low because it will end badly.

Trust me.

 


  1. Do not. I repeat. Do not try to have a conversation with anyone. Happy, sad, or even political. Because when that sugar drops so does the filter. At least for me. I don’t care about anything other then gobbling up every single carb under my roof so I am not concerned with you and your political stance on bacon. I just don’t care.
  2. Do not try to operate heavy machinery. That’s for obvious reasons, I think. If you can’t remember your own name then driving a vehicle or anything like that should not be on your list of things to do right at that moment.
  3. Do not attempt to put make up on. I’ve been there and done that and it never comes out the way you hoped, the way you think it looks in a moment of low sugar rage, or the way the girl in the YouTube video says it will. Step away from the makeup.
  4. Do not go grocery shopping while low. Because I’ve come home with so much junk. And most of it was opened and half eaten. Not only that, the cashiers usually look at you weird and then there you are having to explain with a mouth full of oreos why you have opened and consumed most of your groceries already. They tend to understand for the most part but it’s still not a pretty picture.
  5. And lastly, do not try to shower. I’ve lost track of time in there. I’m washing my hair, minding my own business when my sugar drops, next thing I know I’ve been in there for an hour just wondering what the heck is going on.

Most of these are from personal experience and in no way reflect other type one diabetics. I can only speak for myself and when my blood sugar gets low I can only focus on one thing, trying to get my numbers up so I don’t feel this way anymore. Because it’s an awful, ugly feeling. If you can relate tell me the funniest, or weirdest thing, you’ve ever done while your sugar was low.

Also, don’t forget to smile. It’s a beautiful day.

When life happens..

I’ve been away for awhile but I am hoping to be back at it now.

Did ya miss me?

With the birth of my son almost ten months ago a lot was going to be changing, myself, my family, life in general. Having another little one around plus trying to keep up with everything else that had already been in my life was kind of an obstacle for me. I nearly crumbled trying to get things, life, everything in order. I am a very organized person, to an extent, and the birth of my son, though joyous and exciting, brought about new scheduling, new dynamics, new routines.

I put a lot of my life on hold so I could try and figure things out. This blog was one of the pieces of me I had to set aside until I sorted the details out. Life isn’t perfect but it’s slowly getting there.

Updates on everything:

My oldest has started second grade and absolutely loves it. She thrives in the school setting. I adore that about her. I hated school when I was younger. My favorite subjects were reading and writing. Couldn’t I do that in the comforts of home? She’s made so many friends and has even gone to a few sleepovers. (That was harder on me then her, I’m sure!) Recently she discovered her love of Nancy Drew and though she still really wants to be a diabetic doctor she’d like to do side work as a detective. She amazes me everyday with her love and compassion. I am truly blessed. She’s also flourished as a big sister. I was worried she’d feel left out or kicked to the side once a new baby entered the picture but she’s been a wonderful helper and so loving towards this little guy. It’s beautiful.

My littlest bundle of love is going to be ten months on the fourth and I am in aw of everything he does. They grow up so fast and if I could slow time for even just a few minutes I would. He has three teeth, eats everything in sight, smiles whenever I walk into the room, has taken three steps unassisted, loves to torment the family cat, gives the sweetest hugs and kisses, and is so intrigued by the way things work. He’s so very different than the way my oldest was at the very same age. It’s just as incredible this second time around watching all his firsts. When I had my oldest I thought there was no possible way I could ever love someone as much as I loved her and then my son was born and I realized that my heart was split in two and I couldn’t imagine my life without these two kids. Again, feeling blessed.

My husband and I embarked on our own adventure aside from parenting. He was offered a better paying position with another company and so after working at his last job for almost eight years he said goodbye so that we could start another exciting chapter in our life. I quit my part time job at Target so that I could be home for/with the kids and so far things have been great. Slightly stressful at times but still awesome. It was nice getting out of the house every couple of days but I actually feel relieved, happy, about this change. Being home with the kids, focusing more on the home, and my own personal health, has been amazing. We’ve finally figured out a routine, that is sure to change again soon, but it works for us and that’s what really matters. At the end of the day I know we are exactly where we’re supposed to be.

Some of you may or may not know I also care for my brother who has mild MR. He’s older but at times can feel like my younger brother. When he first moved out here in 2012 we had no idea what we were getting into. It started out rough but I am so happy and proud of where we’ve come. Mostly how far he’s come along. Not so shy, has a gf, works and makes his own money. He is a completely different person from where he started so long ago. Sometimes we bump heads, sometimes I get frustrated but when I see how happy he is to feel like he is “normal” (whatever that means because none of us are actually normal, haha) it makes all the struggles we’ve had worth it.

Diabetes wise, I am still doing the MDI. It’s been sort of empowering. Yes, I am diabetic but I am not ashamed to “shoot up” in public. I am doing what I need to do to be healthy and haters gonna hate no matter what. Once in awhile I notice a look here and there but they don’t know any better. If they knew the everyday struggles of this disease I know they wouldn’t look so disturbed. One conversation at a time and soon enough everyone will be educated. I am feeling well, some days I get distracted by the kids and I’ll forget a shot here and there but other than that I have never felt better.

Overall life was hectic but I finally feel like we are getting somewhere. We are no longer stagnant and it’s glorious feeling like we have purpose again. Like I have purpose again. I am seeing the hard work of the past years finally paying off and the joy is overwhelming. So hopefully you’ll be seeing me around these parts more often.

I hope things are well with you mu friends. Smile big.

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