Tag Archives: Diabetes
Happy Effing Father’s Day
Father’s Day. Every year when this day rolls around, a strange mix of emotions overtakes me and tweaks my bloodsugars. Anger at the Hallmark holiday quality of crazy crap in stores, and the fact I can’t partake (but I want to buy my dad a singing Father’s Day squirrel too!). …
The First Seizure: A lesson in romance
First time your hands meet . . . First time he performs a move reminiscent of a Danielle Steel novel and rips off his shirt . . . First kiss . . . First trip together . . . It’s all very romantic and such. Sweeping violins and roses and …
So you’ve decided to run a marathon . . . and roundhouse kick your chronic illness in the plums.
I’m beginning to have fears regarding my sanity. What am I talking about? Hold on to your orthopaedic socks my diabetic campadres and try this on for size. So I’ve decided to run a marathon. Don’t snicker just yet—there’s more. To run said marathon, this will involve putting into motion …
In the Trenches—the not-so-sweet considerations of Diabetic l’amour
A thin film of cold sweat breaks out across my skin—I’m glistening as if covered in a sheet of Pam cooking spray. My words collide, ram up against each other in a garbled mash. There is a moment when low blood sugar switches to dangerously low. I know it when …
Sugar-Induced Blogging—a Study in Mania
I woke today to discover an alarming incident had slipped into my otherwise painfully vanilla life. Some fiendish doppelganger not only accessed my computer but set up a blog, a website. Oh. My. God. Against my will, I was forced to become one of those freaks. Images of me accrued …
