#WEGO #HAWMC Day Four: Why I Write About Health

I am participating in the WEGO prompt week, along with other health bloggers from around the world. It’s pretty cool and you can follow it all at WEGO on twitter and on line! When Lauren was diagnosed on that autumn day almost exactly 14 and a half years ago, one of the first thing my friends said was this: You can – and will – write about this. To which I answered, with no hesitation: Never. Never ever. Writing was something I did to earn a living. It was also something I did because I loved it. I could not … Continue reading #WEGO #HAWMC Day Four: Why I Write About Health

WEGO HAWMC Day 3: Super Powers

Admittedly, I am two days behind in the WEGO health blogging challenge. But those who know me well know I have a sad and acceptable reason to have missed a couple of days (saying goodbye to a D friend we lost this past week). I will be writing on the WEGO prompts this month, and I promise to catch up. But here’s to stepping in and taking up today’s topic: Super Powers. Usually I’d write something pithy and clever. Usually I’d say something silly but meaningful. But today I have one superpower wish to use in the health activism world: … Continue reading WEGO HAWMC Day 3: Super Powers

Diabetes as your child transitions to adult: It’s hard to let go

Hi Guys — back from a blog break. I am really hoping to hear from some adults with Type 1 on this one — how much do you still need your parents and expect them to intervene for you? At what age did you begin to not expect accommodations? We parents (mostly me) can learn from you! The same goes for parents whose kids are now adults. One more aside: I am going to write out Type 1 Diabetes the first time each blog and then refer to it is T1D from here on in. I was at an informational … Continue reading Diabetes as your child transitions to adult: It’s hard to let go

An injury, some pain and a new respect for adults with Type 1

It all started the last Monday of January. It was just past 6 p.m. and I was walking through my gym locker room, on my way to my super-crazy, over-the-top ridiculously-hard two and a half hour spin class. I was wearing my brand spanking new bike shoes and chatting with a friend. It hit me like a lightning bolt: something shot down my back, knocked the wind of out me and buckled my legs. Before I even could think, I was on the ground in over-the-top pain. It was my back. I’ve never had a back problem before; I have … Continue reading An injury, some pain and a new respect for adults with Type 1

Fear in the night: In our case, it came from my face

A lovely D-Mom updated her facebook profile recently with a few lines that broke my heart. I won’t quote her verbatim, but in general, what she was saying was that her young daughter was terrified to go to sleep, because she was afraid diabetes would take her life while she slept. It stopped me cold. So did another post I saw the next day, with a newspaper story about a mom saying her child felt the very same way. What the heck, I thought, is going on? Why are children now so afraid of diabetes and sleep? And then I … Continue reading Fear in the night: In our case, it came from my face

D-Mom Action Figure: Master of the ER

(A note to my faithful readers: I apologize for the time between posts at this time of year. In my “real life” I work as a ski and adventure writer [poor me] and I travel quite a bit. I hope you understand, and see it as a example of not letting diabetes stop you from living your life. Come spring, I’ll be tired of my turtlenecks and back to more frequent posts.)  The post showed up on my facebook wall last night. And even though it had not an italic or bold face word, I could hear the emotion through … Continue reading D-Mom Action Figure: Master of the ER