Our Diabetic Life

I’ve had my alarm clock for 18 years. It was a wedding present from my cousin Todd. Todd was one of those cousins who was more like a brothe...

Son of a biscuit! It’s happening again. Things are getting out of hand. Are basals whacked out, or are these random numbers just here to tor...

Sleepover: It is a like a four letter word to D Mothers and Fathers the world over. J didn’t have his first sleepover until he was in 5th gr...

(ATTENTION: In the famous words of Hallie , “I’m not a doctor; I just play one in real life.” Talk to your endo about my rule before you put...

The story begins with an incident that has less to do with the story and more to do with the heart of this blog. My husband and I, away for...

I can say that…because I was both lazy and stupid yesterday, and what it all rounded up to is a whole lotta extra work. Yeah, I’m super prou...

Happy Birthday to me! Booya! As a present to myself, I have changed my blog banner. I've grown tired of staring at diabetic suppiles. I ...

Please excuse the lateness of this post. I have had a super hard time wrapping my head around the generosity and the love of the DOC. I foun...

So I’m flying through life. Walkin’, you know…strolling down the streets of Our Diabetic Life. There are bumps and there are cracks, but for...

I've been inspired by other amazing bloggers in the blog-o-sphere, and ask if you might take my hand to stroll with me down memory lane....

Erma was big, and she was beautiful. But during the time I knew her, I didn’t appreciate what she had to offer in the least. To me, she was ...

HOPE: (verb) To wish for something with expectation of fulfillment. (Noun) The theological virtue defined as the desire and search for th...

A funny thing happened on the way to my blog the other day… I found out I was nominated for 3 DOC (Diabetic Online Community) Awards. (Inser...

We check blood sugars around here like…a million times a day. It is seriously no big deal. The blood…the poke…the test strips laying on the ...

I've been crazy busy getting ready for Christmas, so when I asked M to guest post for me, I was pleasantly surprised when he immediately...

‘Twas the night before set changes and all through the home Every boy slept quite soundly, nary a moan. The monitors sat on the counter with...

L has been bringing the big guns lately. He’ll check his sugar, and if he is even borderline low, he’ll say…”I’m ALMOST low! I need to eat.”...

Not more than a half hour ago I found this big beauty on my front porch! The boys are going to be SO EXCITED when they get home! Thank you K...

Today is the last day of Diabetes Awareness Month. I have blogged for 30 days straight and everyone must wonder, “What could Meri possibly h...

It has been a rocky Thanksgiving holiday…blood sugar wise. Since the first night the boys had no school… wonky city. No rhyme or reason to n...

Today has been dubbed Special Sib to a D kid day. And as it so happens…I have one of those. M. :) M has always been just a good kid. His fir...

One of the traditions we have in the family has to do with this little guy: Every year my husband hides the pickle on the tree. We aren'...

Hope: One of the most powerful words in existence. And here we are entering the foyer of the season of hope. Step into the season and look ...

Four children who call me mom and love me more than I deserve. One husband who calls me wife and promises to be mine forever. 17 years of ma...

I'm knee deep in being 'grateful' today. So I'm throwing out this post from last year at this time...it's a short one, b...