Our Diabetic Life

The other night when I was wallowing in the cocoon of pity, I was so wrapped up in the wings of my despair, that I forgot... I forgot tha...

The nighttime can be so cruel. Devoid of light, my soul anguishes in my ineptitude. Seeing two 400's staring back at me tonight di...

This last weekend ushered in the back to school sickies. B and J have sore throats, and L has a head cold. It is one of those situations tha...

Take 10 minutes out of your busy schedule and watch this video. I cannot tell you how important this is. There is a UN Summit taking place n...

I'm scaling the Back to School Alps and it has occurred to me that I'm tired of taking this trek. Even though my muscles seem str...

Let me give you some insight as to why my brain is swelly. Exhibit A: A cereal bowl, half full of milk and bits of cereal. Practically...

Last week L had his last swimming lesson of the Summer Season. It was one of those crazy days...I don't remember all the details, but we...

I'm not sure how he got in. I'm not even sure when. But the man in black entered our house 13 years ago this week. My skin craw...

(The blue candles on Facebook fuel the embers of anger I have for this disease. My thoughts are turned to the families that are hurting, and...

It is the elephant in the room. It is what every mother of a child with type 1 diabetes dreads. How can we discipline our children when they...

I am a Diabeticrat. Or maybe a Diapublican. Let's just say: I belong to the Diabetic Party. If it doesn't relate to my agenda......

"On July 27 1921 two Canadian scientists at the University of Toronto, Frederick Banting and Charles Best, successfully isolate insulin...

The winter days, those are the ones that are like sticky notes glued to our memories. The rain that falls from our tear ducts...the snow tha...

I get emails once in awhile from companies that want me to try their stuff. At first I thought this was SO COOL and then realized that most ...

Today I have the honor of guest posting at Heidi's blog, D-Tales . It is all about basal tweaking...and ghosts. You know, same ol same o...

Sometimes POOP happens and there is nothing we can do to change that. Sometimes our meter says HI and there is nothing we could have done to...

Do I care too much? Am I weird? (Wait, don't answer that...) When I see a child suffer, a little piece of me dies. I wonder how others c...

Sorry I have been MIA. B is in the throws of another bout with strep...and it isn't pretty. I have an entire blog post in my head about ...

Man...I could write forever. I think I could sit down and just write and write and write. Yeah, I totally get that sometimes my blogs go on ...