documenting life with two useless pancreases
This particular day was my husband's first long day back at work after a brief but much-appreciated stint of paternity leave, and my first time solo-tackling the baby and the newly-diagnosed two year old. Life was pretty up in the air and to be honest, in the early days of life post-diagnosis, my way of [...]
This week has been a bit of a doozy, and it's left me thinking a lot about self-care. T1D is so relentless - so unforgiving - that sometimes it, coupled with an ordinary sort of difficult week, can be enough to really wear you down. There are no sick days. No vacations. No breaks from [...]
Not so long ago, we made the switch from the Omnipod system to the T-Slim (more on that here). But before that, in the early days, pods were pretty much our life. The transition from injections to pods had been such an indescribable relief that we knew we'd never go back, and those little three-day [...]
One of the biggest misconceptions about Diabetes is that it’s all pretty much the same. Or that of the two main types, one is the good one, and one is the bad one. Or one is the bad one, and one is the really bad one. I always sort of want to laugh at this [...]
Our little guy starting school was a source of great excitement in our household, and a source of great fear. We'd lived in our small town for a few years by this point, and we'd heard wonderful things about both the school and the school nurse. Rationally, I knew he'd be in the very best [...]
The early days of our son’s diagnosis were filled with endless awkwardness. Awkward mistakes, awkward encounters. Our first was on our second day in the hospital (just before the whole labor saga began), when it was time for me to give the toddler a shot for the first time. I remember the nurse being like [...]
One of the most important things I’ve come to understand since our boy’s diagnosis is that T1D is an illness of guilt. It’s an illness of “what if”s and “if only”s, of doubts and questioning. For our son, the diagnosis came almost a month to the day after a particularly bad episode of hand, foot [...]
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