Showing posts with label Diabetes has given me some great positives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diabetes has given me some great positives. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Of Surgical Waiting Rooms & Setting People Straight On Their Diabetes ~

True story. About a week and a half ago I'd snuck into the Surgical Waiting Room to get better cell reception and get some work done. I knew where it was because I'd sat in there several time during my mothers surgical procedures.
The seats were comfortable and they had free coffee and gourmet teas. And honestly, I just needed to get some work done and be by myself for an hour.

As I typed, I heard some men talking about various health problems they were experiencing.
I was doing work on my computer & minding my own business and really wanted to just keep to myself. But then the man on my left said something that really pissed me off.

And let me just preface the story with the 4-1-1 on the Surgical Waiting Room. Everyone in there sort of talks with one another, whether you actually know one another or not.
You're a group of people who are going through a similar issue with a loved one and people tend to talk about everything. And folks jump into the conversation whether they're actively participating in it or not.

Man on My Left: Yeah, I was just diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes and I'm not even 50 yet - You know your on a downward path when that happens.

Man Sitting Across: Oh, I hear you and totally agree. I was diagnosed with Type 2 as well and I'm 46 - And I feel like I'm a 100 years old.

I had two choices at this point. One, I could ignore them and keep working on a piece I was writing...... Or two, I could tell them how I REALLY felt.

And of course, choice number two won in like one second flat - And before I knew it, I opened my mouth and started speaking.

Me: Actually, I think it's a cop out to say that diabetes is a downward spiral - Regardless of the type. I think diabetes is lots of things. it's a pain in the ass at times, and it can bring you down, but I really think that it can give you an opportunity to get a hold on your health. I've had diabetes for almost 34 years, and I know the pitfalls intimately - But I also know that you've been given the opportunity to own your diabetes - And I say go for it!

"Guy on My Left" looked at me for a good thirty seconds and said: Yeah, I guess I see your point.

Me: Diabetes is a life sentence, it doesn't have to be a death sentence - The choice is yours. Explore the Diabetes On-line community (and I went on to name and write down various community sites & blogs) and explore all the great tools that are out there. And find a Diabetes Educator who will work with you as a team, and together you can work towards your good health.

Man on My Left: Thanks for the info, I'm really going to look into everything you've said and written down for me.

Man Across From Me: Yeah, me too.

And then I smiled and said goodbye and good luck and told them that the Diabetes On-Line Community could change their lives for the better. And I really believed what I said from the bottom of my imperfect pancreas. And then I went back to my mom's hospital room and hung out with her for a while.

And that's how I left it - And the choice they make is up to them ~

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Lab Work Held Hostage, Validation From My Endo, & Watch 30Rock Tonight!!!

The Waiting Game......

I made it to my endo appointment yesterday with 10 minutes to spare, and the waiting game officially began.

I checked in electronically, (because my Endo office became high tech overnight) and waited for my name to be called.

When it was, I went to the front desk, and paid my outrageous co-pay and asked: Did you get my labs?

And I waited patiently while the receptionist checked. Turns out, she did not. There was nothing that looked like my lab work was showing up on the computer (did I mention they were all high tech) and she put in a call to LabCore.

I was nervous and agitated. This wasn’t the first time my insurance company designated lab company had screwed up my lab work, but I TRIED to remain calm. I could feel my blood pressure boiling and I was ready to call LabCore myself.

I was sent back to the waiting room and waited. My name was AGAIN called and I was led back to the area were I would be weighed (UGH) my blood pressure was taken (normal) and my finger was stabbed. Blood sugar was 175, two hours after lunch. I could live with that – and gave myself a correction bolus.

Then I was led to an examination room, where I was left to my own devices ( twitter, email, and note scribbling) and waited. And WAITED. AND WAITED.

Finally, Dr. J came in and said something along the lines of: The lab won’t release your lab work without your social security number. What is it?

Me: Whaaaaat? Why is my lab work being held hostage?

He repeated something about my ss# and only having the last 4 digits in my file that he was holding in his hand and a miscommunication between the original lab that took my body fluids and shipped them off to LabCore so they would be covered my my insurance. I gave him the rest of my digits, and off he went. Did I mention the fact that I was impressed that Dr. J was dealing with this LabCore snafu?

I looked at the clock, and thought about the small ransom I was paying in parking fees and wondered if I could send the bill to LabCore. Did I mention that I couldn't find any street parking and was paying through the nose at the hospital's parking garage?

Finally Dr. J returned and said: Hello Kelly! I have your lab your lab results and I’m really quite happy.

Me: You are?

Dr J: YES, I really am! Your kidneys, liver function are normal, cholesterol is great, and no anemia or thyroid problems to speak of. Seriously good numbers all around! Care to guess what your a1c is?

Me: Honestly, I have no idea at this point Doc. I can't even guess.

Dr J: OK, I’ll tell you. 7.1 down from 7.4 at your last visit – I’m really thrilled with your labs and your A1C progress.

Me: OK, I’m shocked. I’m thrilled, but I’m shocked none the less. Dr. J, I’ve been feeling really burned out as of late. I mean I’m doing what I have to do, but I know I need to do more. I’m always tired and my exercise is almost none existent these days. I stopped the Symlin because my only large meal is at dinner. I barely eat during the day! Not to mention the whole insurance, Symlin thing.

Dr J: You stopped the Symlin. OK, we need to try again. Don’t worry that you’re only taking it once a day. That’s OK. I really think if you give at another try, you’re going to feel better – because your numbers are going to be even better and your liver won't be dumping as large of sugar because you won't be spiking as much. OK, keep in mind, I'm paraphrasing and the liver part is somewhat sketchy in my memory.

Me: My insurance company is raking me over the coals as far as Symlin is concerned. They want almost $200 dollars a month for a Symlin pen and I when I heard that, I was like, no way, I’m done. If it weren’t for my friend (who shall remain nameless, per her request) sending me her Symlin pens (she stopped taking them, but her pens had already been paid for by her insurance) I wouldn’t have any.

Dr. J: OK, you know what? Your insurance is wrong to charge you that much for one Symlin pen - Shop around and see what other pharmacies will charge - I’ll write you another script. In the mean time, come to me if you need more. I’m going to grab you some more samples and you should be good for a few months.

Did I mention how much I love my Endo?

I talked to him about cutting my cholesterol meds and he agreed that going on the lowest dose of simvistatin (10mgs) would be fine. And then he told me that if I was still having hair volume issues we could look at other medications.

Then we talked about the whole 1 and million thing and how my Eye Specialist had passed away.

Me: I hate his partner and I’m not going back.

Dr J: Why?

Me: Because when I went for my appointment last time, he wasn’t nice, and he didn’t read my file before he came in to exam me. He was “shocked” at how young I was. And I called him on not reading my file. He said something like, well, I just saw ocular occlusion and diabetic and I just assumed you were a senior citizen.

Dr J: First off, your ocular occlusion had NOTHING to do with your diabetes! And secondly, I don’t care how busy a Dr. is, he or she always has time to read a patients file – It’s not an option, it’s a must! I agree, go to another specialist – I would if it were me.

Did I mention that at that point, I just wanted to give him a big hug!

We finished up our exam, and then he gave me a boatload of medicine samples.

I left my Endo feeling happy with myself regarding my diabetes for the first time in a very long time. I still have work to do, but I don't feel like the battle is ALL uphill. And I also left feeling validated - which is something I always feel when I leave Dr. J's office, regardless of my lab results. I'm really lucky that I have a great Endo who listens to my concerns, makes me feel good, and works with me!

Now, for something completely different & fantastical!

My niece Cristin will be featured on 30Rock tonight, so I highly suggest you watch!

Here’s a production still with her and Tina Fey!! Cristin is an amazing talent and she's a salt of the earth young woman to boot!

Did I mention the fact that I love her very much and I’m SO PROUD OF HER!


Tina & Cristin filming 30Rock - Episode 516: TGS Hates Women!

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Philadelphia JDRF Walk To Cure Diabetes Was Awesome!!




Yesterday was the JDRF's Eastern Pa. Chapter's Walk to Cure Diabetes and it was fantastic!
According to reports, 8,000 walkers "walked the walk, and talked the talk" to help find a cure for diabetes.

It was a glorious day for the walk - The front of the Philadelphia Museum of Art & Eakins Oval was filled with a sea of walkers, loud music, sponsors, teams in colorful team shirts and kids in Halloween costumes.

There was strong feelings of energy, hope, and togetherness in the air and "The City of Brotherly Love" lived up to it's name yesterday - BIG TIME.

As I stood there on the steps of The Art Museum looking for Bennet, Penny, Gary and my friend's daughter Isabella, I thought about those I was walking for and felt a little overwhelmed. AND I was so glad that I had made the last minute decision to walk.

While I looked out into the crowd and scanned it for familiar face, Bennet ca
me up behind me and gave me a hug. Then I called Penny who was already literally walking right towards me with "Grace - Byrd is The Word," and Grace's lovely (and funny) big sister Lucy and everyone started hugging.

Together, we found Gary at the Omnipod tent and right then the walk started.
The girls and I separated from Bennet and Gary because Grace wanted to start walking ASAP!

Walking with those Diazonista's (both official and honorary) not only provided much needed company, conversation and laughs, but they ladies also deserve BIG KUDOS for putting up with me and my Psycho moments of almost losing my keys AND wearing to many la
yers of clothes - THANKS GUYS.

As of today, I've raised $361.00 in donation - which makes me happy.

If you'd still like to donate, click HERE.

And now for the photo montage!

Yours truly & Grace "Byrd is the word and of my heart" and the Philadelphia Art Museum Steps before the walk star
ted!
Photo Courtesy of Penny

Grace "Byrd is the word," Phantastical Penny, & The lovely Lucy under the Arch to enter West River Drive
Grace "Byrd is the word," Phantastical Penny, & The lovely Lucy under the arch way on West River Drive - and my baseball cap partially obstructing their view!

Sea of walkers and being stalked by the Paparazzi~


Gracie & I after the race - Turkey Hill provided the walkers individual cups of frozen yogurt - the best 19 grams of carbohydrates EVER!!
Photo Courtesy of Penny~

"And the cow jumped over the.....giant tub of ice cream??"

The elusive Turkey Hill giant tub of ice cream & Ginormous cow are neither myths or urban legends! Photo courtesy of my iPhone~
We caught up with Gary after the walk, but Bennet (super dad extraordinaire) was already on the road again because he had to take his daughter to a singing lesson!
However, I am hoping that Bennet will put up some funny footage of a guy in a monkey suit on his blog - But that's all I'm saying for now!
All in all, it was a great day and I can't wait to do it again next year!

Friday, March 12, 2010

The Whole D Chicken & The Egg Scenario

'Atlas never would have been able to carry the weight of the world if he'd stopped and thought about how heavy it was." Unknown

"It is no use saying, "We are doing our best." You have got to succeed in doing what is necessary." Winston Churchill

'Life ain't a track meet, NO it's a marathon~" Ice Cube

So I was on the phone yesterday evening talking with a friend and fellow PWD (person with Diabetes), when the following words came out of my mouth: People with diabetes are the strongest people I know, because we have no choice but to be strong- we HAVE to be strong in order to survive. Sometimes I wonder if it's the diabetes that makes us strong, or were we picked by some unseen diabetes force to be diagnosed with the "Big D" because of the strength we already possess? Dude, It's like the diabetes version of the whole 'Chicken or the egg scenario.' Well,at least their both low carb~

Now I absolutely believe that being a PWD makes us stronger people because of all the crap that's thrown our way and that strength is indeed a diabetes gift. But sometimes....I wonder about the whole D chicken and egg scenario - because I'm weird like that~

Monday, July 27, 2009

My Spin on the Roche / Diabetes Social Media Summit

The Diabetes Social Media Summit "Think Tank" Picture courtesy of Roche.
For a numbered legend of the photo and links to each person click here 
Thanks tudiabetes!

Many a post is already up regarding Roche’s new Media Summit- I needed a few days to rap my head around what I had just been a part of.

First off, BIG THANKS to Amy for making it happen and asking me to be a part of something that was not just historic, but incredibly life changing!

Second set of BIG THANKS go to Roche, who extended the invite and were incredibly brave to invite us all out, on their dime, and for listening to what we as Patient Bloggers  and Patients had to say - both positive and negative. As a group, we were not at a loss for words and thefact that they were willing to listen, no holds bared, was incredible!

The Day started off on an annoying note at Philadelphia International Airport when I was unable to update Diabetesaliciousness from my Blogger account via my iPhone - I even approached another iphone user at the airport and he had no luck getting the keyboard to appear in the blogger account either.

On a positive note- Leeann from The Butter Compartment was sitting at the terminal when I arrived and we were happy to find out that we were on the same plane!

The flight left about 20 minutes late but was uneventful.  The plane was a shuttle and I was happy when we landed.

When we arrived in Indiana, Leeann ran to baggage claim and I ran to the rest room. When we met up again, we were joined by  Bennet, from Your Diabetes May Vary,

who had also been on our plane.

We were met by a Driver whose name I forget, and who was not a  Roche employee, but an employee of a shuttle company whom Roche works with.  MORE ON THIS LATER.

In the lobby we were greeted by Scott S, Joe, and Gina- all whom I’d met before. Lot’s of hugs ensued and I ran up to my room to get dressed for Dinner, then I ran back to the lobby where I ran into William Lee Dubois- except I wasn’t sure if it was him or not so I just said “Hello” and smiled. We had the opportunity to talk in ernest later on.


D Ladies in the house!

At the Bar I ran into more Diabetes folks I'd met IRL; Fran, Kerri, Amy,and Bernard who I'd met on previous D-outtings, and  immediately met Chris, Scottie J, Sandra,  David from Diabetes Daily, Kitty (who I'd talked with on the phone) and Crystal for the first time in Real LIfe

I also met and  talked with both Brandy from Diabetic Sisters and Jeff Hitchcock from Children With Diabetes, , but not nearly enough, but they were awesome just the same!

 When I turned to my left there was Charlie Cherry from Diabetes Power Hour, all dressed in black and very Johnny Cash like, standing next to Chris from Diabetic Rockstar

The bar was Diabetes Blog Central and the Roche reps had a difficult time getting us out of the lobby- it was like a class reunion and people 

Scott S & his "Angels" 

were hugging, chatting, taking pics and buying drinks. We literally could have stayed there all night!

I was standing next to Amy T, Fran C, and Riva Greenberg when a Roche rep grabbed us and steered us towards the hotel entrance “ We need to start filling up the shuttle to the restaurant, so a group of us got on the shuttle and began bonding even more.

We arrived at Maggiano’s and walked into a dinning room filled with Roche Reps from every department. They walked up to us and immediately started engaging us in conversation – and we did the same. It was very strange and flattering to hear one’s blog quoted from the folks at Roche-I’m glad they did their research!

Half way into the  "getting to know you portion of the evening I would meet Ninjbetic (and ran across the dining room to hug him tight) and  CALPUMPER  in the flesh, both who experienced flight delays, for the first time- and they are wonderful!

 Dinner at Maggiano’s has been described as a 7h grade dance with Roche employees interested in life with diabetes and DBloggers willing to share. And that’s exactly what it was! I believe both sides walked away from the evening knowing the other on a personal level, and a great time was had by all!

At the Dinner/Dance with my boys!

Room 966 A.K.A - The Room of Shared Stories...and a Stalker Free Zone for those being stalked by Tim

After more chatting and giggling, we got down to the business of sharing our D story. It was amazing and I’m not sure if I can put it all into words, except to say, at that very moment there’s no place I would have rather been.

When It was my turn, I took a deep breath- (FYI, I am usually NEVER at a loss for words regarding life with D) but I have to tell you, as I looked around at the faces in room 966, I felt that I was looking into the eyes of my Diabetes, past, present, and future. And for one split second, I thought of a particular face that would have benefited the most from the DOC, but had left this world back in 1991. The emotion that had been welling inside me all night, came to the surface and I couldn’t hold back.

I talked about my “D Story” and I’m really not sure exactly what I said,

but I do remember at one point I broke my own “There’s no crying in baseball” rule and my voice began to faltered. I started to cry tears of acceptance and joy, of loss and happiness all rolled into one.

G-Ninja opened his arms and hugged me tight and made me laugh, and in that room, I felt safe.

Room 966 was also protected Chris’s virtue from his stalker Tim- so it was truly a safe haven for all!

Thursday – The Summit-

The Summit itself was 8 hours of intense Dialogue between the diabetes communities expressing our wants needs and concerns with Roche.

The first part of the morning was devoted to ways in which to reach out to the patient population, creating guidelines, and  a Manifesto for both Pharma and Patient Bloggers to follow in Social Media. Both Manny & Amy have detailed breakdowns-GO READ THEM if you haven’t already.

Roche and other Pharmaceutical companies want to enter the world of New Media and as Diabetes consumers, and we want them to- absolutely. But we,as Patient Bloggers, Patients, and Consumers require that Pharma's participation is done in a way that’s honest and upfront, and in a way where we the consumer concerns will not only be heard, but validated.

During a lunch breakout session, I told Dan Majestic, Director of Sales for Roche, “That Diabetes is a Technology based disease and we need to be able to afford the technology, because our life literally depends in it - In order to treat we need to test, and test often.”

Not only do all companies across the board need affordable testing options, (and insulin, insulin-pump, CGM and other options) we need insurance and Medicare to stop limiting the amount of strips they are willing to pay for.

For instance, Medicare will only pay for patients to test 3 times a day. How does one fix their blood sugar issue by testing 3 times a day?

All the diabetics in the room agreed that advertising MUST stop pitching the two faces of diabetes that the public knows:  

1. The Ideal Diabetic

2. The Bad Diabetic (Steel Magnolia version)

For all of us in the Dblogville and beyond, the “Ideal Diabetic” is not one whose numbers are constantly at a 97. 

The Ideal Diabetic is one who puts the guilt of the numbers aside and learns from every test taken. 

The Ideal Diabetic is one who makes mistakes and learns from them.

The Ideal Diabetic is one who voices her or his opinion and becomes not just a Diabetes Advocate for themself, but for everyone else whose lives are affected by the disease.

We in the DOC – and beyond, ARE the Ideal Diabetic-the rest of society needs to relearn what diabetes is and what it means to be a PWD.

Kelly Close, from Close Concerns mentioned that Diabetes is perceived as a character flaw- and she’s absolutely right! 

I've said it before and I'll say it again,Diabetes is the only disease (besides sexually transmitted diseases) where the patient is blamed for their disease.

A perfect example of this was what LeenAnn, Bennet, and I experienced on the car ride to our hotel. 

The 3 of us were picked up by a Black Car Service, and the following conversation transpired with our Driver, who WAS NOT a Roche Rep, but he did represent John Q Public’s ideal regarding Diabetes:

Driver: SO, what business are you all in?

Me: We are in the business of living a great life with Diabetes.

Driver: REALLY? A great life with Diabetes? You all should take your patients to Dialysis ward- let them see what happens when Diabetics don’t take care of themselves.

I looked at Leeanne and her face was literally frozen in horror.

Bennet: WE ARE THE CLIENT.

Me: YEP, WE are People with Diabetes.

Driver: I didn’t mean to offend, really I didn’t I WAS A PATIENT in the Dialysis ward and my mom’s a diabetic.

Me: Times are different today; it’s much easier to take of your diabetes. Nothing is off limits and the technology is much more advanced than 30 years ago-it’s more advanced that 5 years ago. 

Needless to say, we were on the defense-, which is not very different than most days for those of us with the Big D.

Do I blame the Driver for his poorly chosen words that we have all heard before? NO I don't. 

I blame the way society- including Doctor’s blame the PWD. Do I want the gentleman fired? NO I DON’T. I want him and the rest of the world to be properly educated in Diabetes; it's causes,it’s issues, and it’s management to prevent conversations like this from ever having happening.

Back to the Summit:

At one point in the afternoon, Ginger Viera  mentioned the fact that we need to look at 1 number at a time and that she’d much rather "see an ad that showed a meter with a number of 310 with a real Person with Diabetes in ad that stated: This is Ginger, she woke up with a 310, now what? “ And all of us in the DOC wholeheartedly agreed.

I raised my hand and Amy handed me the mic. I stated that I wanted to see the guilt of being a diabetic be removed from the disease.

“As Diabetics, we are always saying, “I’m sorry.” Sorry to our Doctors, our friends, our parents. The guilt starts with the high numbers and the reactions we get. It becomes a Domino affect; patients start fudging logbooks, lying to our docs so we don’t have to feel guilty. Patients stop going to see their Endo’s and stop testing.”

The last 20 minutes of the day was tense when Chris from Diabetic Rockstar brought up the cost of test strips and Fran Carpenter had has back! Let me say that I was not there for Chris’s initial question- I was in the bathroom. But When I returned to the talk questions were flying across the room regarding the cost of test strips.

I wasn’t quite sure what was happening, but I do know SOMETHING MUST be done regarding the cost of being a diabetic on every level.

Scott King, of Diabetes Health had a great suggestion of offering special insurance for test strip customers without insurance- which would be wonderful  for all parties involved. More people could afford to buy the strips and test more often.

Collectively as a whole, we only had 8 hours of discussion and 8 hours isn’t enough to change the way things are done. But I believe it was a great first step in the process towards change and understanding between all parties. 

Roche was the first Pharmaceutical Company in history to openly reach-out to a group of Patient Bloggers - that move is both historical and positive on their part, and I thank them for taking that first step and asking me to take part.   

Now, if they can continue with what was started, wonderful things can happen.

END NOTE: I was the only person who stayed a second night, due an original flight that had me leaving the conference by 1pm.  I had signed up for the Roche tour and didn’t want to miss it. Roche was kind enough to change my flight in June and I was able to stay the extra night-, which was great thing because I was physically and emotionally exhausted. The Tour of the Test Strip manufacturing plant was impressive, a lot goes into to the production of those little strips, including gold, rocket science, and many peoples sweat and hard work. Both William Lee Dubois and David Mandosa have excellent recaps- READ THEM.

When I said my goodbyes to the group on the airport shuttle I was sad. I hugged everyone tight and as I got off the bus, Scottie J was getting on-“Hey what about me, where’s my hug?” As I hugged him tight and we told one another how we felt from the heart.

The car ride back was quiet, the hotel was quiet, even my dinner for one at The Cheesecake Factory was quiet- I was missing friends and trying to fully understnad what had just transpired in the past 32 hours. The waitress had to come back 4 times before I was ready to order. Note to self: Never go to the Cheese Cake Factory when you want to have a light meal and some self-reflection UNLESS you know the menu!

“I needed "more time" in every sense of the phrase,” and that's exactly what I told my waitress, and she gave it to me.  Allowing me to sitting outside on the patio, with my sunglasses on, which was good thing because I started to tear up. I missed my D friends so much, and I was so proud of what we had all accomplished that day.

 

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

It’s All About The Numbers…. As in 14,000 ! And No Diabetes Police Allowed!

Actual Aerial footage of Kelly K's (k2's) lunchtime Blood Sugar

Based on a suggestion made to TuDiabetes/EstuDiabetes Founder Manny Hernandez from TuDiabetes member & Diabetic Living Magazine's Kelly Rawlings-14,000 people with diabetes (10,000 from Tu Diabetes & and 4000 from EstuDiabetes) will take 5 seconds this afternoon at 4pm EST, and simultaneously take & post their individual blood sugars to raise awareness of the important role monitoring blood sugars plays in managing diabetes!

Hope your reading this insurance companies! Talk about strength in numbers! And not one single member of the dreaded Diabetes Police will be in attendance!

NO DIABETES POLICE ALLOWED!

Here’s the link: 14k Strong TuDiabetes


Time Zone Breakdown:

* 1:00 pm PT
* 2:00 pm MT
* 3:00 pm CT
* 4:00 pm ET
* 8:00:00 pm GMT

READY? AIM, TEST!


Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Yesterdays Visit to The ADA/Donovan McNabb Camp For Kids-GOD I Miss Diabetes Camp!

Camp Entrance -- I was so excited I could barely take the pic!

Yesterday was amazing day! I had the pleasure of Speaking to a group of 40 + teenagers (GULP), counselors, and assorted staff at the Donovan McNabb Camp for Kids at Camp Green Lane, in Green Lane, PA.

Back in March Kate Nichter, ADA Associate Manager, Community Outreach
and Camp Director contacted me. She wanted to know if I was interested in speaking to the teens about the funny and positive side of life with D.

I was excited and nervous. Not so much about the speaking part-I have big mouth. Lets face folks, teens can be tough, diabetic or not. But I was more than willing because t1 kids have a huge place in my heart, and said yes. I wanted to talk with them, not to or at them.
We agreed on a date (June 22, 2009) and a few weeks later I received my confirmation letter.

Cut to yesterday morning, and me driving through the beautiful and winding roads of Harleysville, PA. As I pasted rolling hills and farms that should be on the over of National Geographic, I started remembering my trips to Diabetes Camp in Spring Mount, PA way back in the day. After coming to a complete stop to let 2 wild turkeys cross the road, I arrived at the camps entrance (see pic) and began having serious camp flashbacks!


For just a second I was 10 years old and all sorts of excited to be getting away from “it all.” I’d be with other kids who didn’t know that my geek factor was high. They wouldn’t care about my diabetes because they had themselves.

And this one time, at Diabetes Camp, I ...Wait a minute, SNAP OUT OF IT KEL! – Your an adult, a Camp Speaker and guest for goodness sake, not a camper! Then I heard kids laughing in the distance, I looked around and the greenery was lush, the cabins were white with green shutters, & I swear I was at my old camp!

I called Kate and let her know that I’d arrived and we met in the center of camp.

We’d never actually met face-to-face, just via email and over the phone. It was great to finally put a face to the voice! I mentioned that some of my fondest memories in life took place at Diabetes Camp and that memories were flooding back at record speed!

She took me to big pavilion where I’d be talking to the kids. Then she mentioned that the group of 40, maybe 45 teens would be arriving soon.

Then I got a little nervous - I originally thought the number would be closer to 25. It wasn't the number of people, it was the fact that the people were teens! Teens can be intimidating, at least in large groups larger than 30.
BUT, I rolled with the number and said to Kate:- The more the merrier! To myself I thought- BRING THEM ON!

The kids began arriving and filling seats. Nobody wanted to fill the front rows. Me being me, asked them to move up to the seats in front, and started making small talk with anyone I made eye contact with.

Then it was time to get started!

I introduced myself and took a count of the campers who were on pumps verses shots (it was about even,) and brought up the fact that there is indeed a funny side to life with Diabetes. At first the kids looked at me like I had 3 heads. But then I started talking about the Diabetes Police; pump tubing, friends and family’s silly questions, and looks of recognition came to their faces. A few began to raise their hands and give examples.

And then I mentioned that perks that diabetes had its PERKS.

Yes, PERKS. Like eating in class, playing jokes on unassuming substitutes that involved eating in class (they all seemed quite familiar with that concept), getting to know what works for you and your diabetes & getting a medical pass to go to the front of all the lines at amusement parks because of Diabetes. YES, the latter is really an option, especially if the weather is hot and your insulin (either in your pump or in your knapsack) is in danger of overheating.

Medical passes require a Dr.’s note and some extra time at the ticket counter – but it’s totally worth it! THE KIDS WERE TOTALLY INTO IT!

I also wanted them to know that humor helps you deal: Look you can get mad, annoyed, and frustrated with diabetes but it’s not going anywhere.

And then a girl in with glasses raised her hand and said: Yeah – that will just make your blood sugar high!

YES, another friend in the crowd!

The conversation continued in earnest –I told them some of my Diabetes experiences and I wanted to know how they handled life with D. Many shared stories about friends and family. There was laughter, some wisecracks, and many examples of life with D!

Some kids were more than willing to share, and grabbed the mic and told stories about grandmom only buying them sugar free treats or popcorn, even when they explained the whole carb counting thing to her. Some told of friends getting worried when their gum wasn’t sugar free.

I told them of a time in Diabetes lore (which had actually been a nightmare/reality) not so long ago, when EVERYTHING was off limits and blood sugar monitors took 5 minutes to calibrate and came with a 30 page book of instructions. I spoke of blue fuzzy pills that needed to be dropped in urine filled test tubes that were grosser than gross and not accurate at all.
Everyone agreed urine testing was disgusting!

I gave the mic to one boy in blue who’d raised his hand and he floored me with what he had to say.

Boy In Blue: Nobody at school knows about my diabetes.
Me: REALLY -why?

Boy In Blue: Because I don’t want them too.

Me: Well, don’t they see your pump? I can see it from here. He quickly covered his pump & never broke eye contact.

Boy in Blue: No, I don’t want them to know.

Me: I totally get that (But now I've got to get this guy to smile and change his thinking-OH GOD) but keep in mind, girls like boys who are confident about who they are. Plus, your insulin pump makes you look like a real sensitive techno genius – and we totally love those types!

He laughed out loud, and said: Hmm, OK I’ll think about it!

Some didn’t want to talk in front of the crowd at all, but afterwards there was some really great small group and 1 on 1 conversations that became incredibly personal. The teens shared what really bothered them regarding D. Some shared “Boy in Blue’s” sentiments and didn’t want to tell their friends and classmates about their diabetes. They feared negative reactions.

I told them that everyone has” something,” be it family problems, diabetes, or a shellfish or peanut allergies. WE ALL HAVE ISSUES. Any of your friends allergic to peanuts?

Oh yeah, they chimed.

Me: OK, because nut and shellfish allergies can kill instantly. People with those allergies cant have any food that’s even prepared in the same bowl as something prepared with nuts or shrimp, because if their allergy is that severe, it could cause their throat to close. Every time your friends with those allergies go to a restaurant or to friends house they MUST bring up their allergy. Their life literally depends on it. That allergy is DEADLY- Diabetes doesn’t have to be. IS it pain in the ass sometimes? YES.

And then Camper in Black Tee said: Tell me about it!

ME: EXACTILY...I mean what if your friend saw you pass out due to a low or high blood sugar? Let’s take you out of the equation for a second and think about them. How do you think that mental image would affect them?

Camper in Pink: They’d be scared, it might really mess them up as adults.


Me: (God she’s so right on!) Yeah, so it’s just not about us .

Camper In Pink: I think I might tell my second best friend about D. My teachers and best friend know, but I think I might tell my second best friend, so she never has to freak. Plus, I wont have to keep running to the bathroom to take my blood sugars when I’m with her!

Me: AWESOME -Strength in numbers!

Camper in Stripes: Speaking of numbers – is your tee shirt (I was wearing my five humans “One Test at a Time” tee) about blood sugars?


Me: Yes it is.

Camper in Stripes: My blood sugar was just 301 and I don’t know why? I have to go check ketones now and drink lots of water. It’s annoying.

Camper in White Tee: You’ll be Ok – one test at a time!

Me: Your both right- It is annoying to have an unexplained high, but take it number by number because getting upset, only..

Camper In Stripes: Makes it worse!

Me: YES.

We laughed and someone may or may not have mentioned Nick Jonas and total cuteness in the same sentence – Not me of course, but whatever.

Then it was time for lunch at the mess hall – grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.
I spoke with various counselors whose real life titles included; nurses, dieticians, CDE’s, or folks whose family had been touched by Type 1 Diabetes and wanted to help in someway.

I was surrounded by people who whose lives had been touched by diabetes on every level-and I not to sound all sentimental- but I felt the love and compassion-big time.


If some one you love is interested in attending camp next year, here’s link with all the info.
American Diabetes Association/Donovan McNabb Diabetes Camp For Kids


Diabetes Camp is one of the best gifts you can ever give your child.
It gives them a feeling of normalcy, long lasting friendships, great memories, and the rare and wonderful opportunity to be just like everyone else.

I REALLY didn’t want to leave camp – I guess some things never change....

Friday, February 20, 2009

BIG TIME THANKS......And Puppies.

First and foremost - Thanks (BIG TIME) for all your positive thoughts, vibes and prayers my friends. I couldn't have made it through these past few months, let alone days without you!

My moms surgery went well – she has a long recovery and is not quite out of the woods, but she’s a fighter and she’s going to do great!

As for me....I need a drink - my nerves are shot! I’ve refrained from any and all libations as my blood sugars have been running amok since Tuesday - which was surgery D Day.
I'm continually reminding myself to breathe deep and stay positive - but seeing after my mom after her operation was tough. The past few days she's been higher than Jupiter thanks to the morphine drip. It's SO WEIRD & unnerving seeing & hearing your mom in an severely altered state.

It’s been a hectic week, what with the surgery, visiting the hospital, trying to catching up with work, emails, & Diabetesaliciousness. Speaking of blogs – I’M SO BEHIND ON WHAT’S NEW IN YOUR WORLDS. I look forward to reading all about what’s happening in your worlds & can’t wait to read all about your lives!

And now for something that has nothing to do with anything related to diabetes or the above mentioned paragraphs!


Hope this video makes you smile brings a smile to your face and a few giggles as well!



Thursday, February 12, 2009

"Google Me This?"

Speaking of Google, according to the “Recent Key Word Activity” function on my Statcounter account, here are some of the popular phrases that brought you to me as of late. On a personal note, I’m going with 13 because I'm feeling lucky & a bit crazy naughty - Kind of like The Joker :)

1. Diabetes Biotch - Yep, that would be me.
2. Suck Stomach
3. Thank you letter for mom and dad
4. Diabetesaliciousness - Your already here
5. John Candy Speaks Swedish
6. “Kelly Kunik Diabetes” Good to know~
7. Tips on performance contract riders
8. Diabetic Humorist
9. Are you F*ing kidding me
10. Ladies and Gentlemen Circus
11. Bitches Don’t know about my diabetes
12. Chopping Broccoli
13. Children of the Corn Syrup


Tuesday, June 24, 2008

A Dblogville Meeting Of The Minds........






Dblogville Citizens Scott S, Alison B, Kelly K, Hannah M and the "Official T1 Gang Sign



A Diabetes “meeting of the minds” took place on June 21st, 2008 at the Applebee’s on City Line Ave in Philadelphia. It’s safe to say that Philadelphia will never be the same!!


The lemonade Tour, organized by Alison, hit Philly in a big way. Hannah, Scott, and I brought along a few t3’s for good measure and the fabulous Betty Jackson and Gary Schiener rounded out our group.

I have to say, all in attendance had a wonderful time. To actually meet a few dBlogville citizens face to face was awesome, dare I say...spectacular? Screw it! IT WAS KICK ASS!
We talked (some might say bitched) about the Big D, and laughed loud, and often with a group who “got it!”

I brought along my good friend Emily. Emily recently gave up the Law and is now studying nursing. Being at a table chock full of t1’s quite the education for her…. Imagine, a group of t1’s bitching and blousing at the Applebee’s. Lessons (i.e. shit) like that can’t be taught in a textbook!

After a lunch, which included Applebee’s Shooters for dessert. We said our goodbyes to Betty, Emily, and Gary, and Hannah and Allison followed me back to Philly.

Then we went to South Street for some shopping and met up with Scott & Joe for some dinner at Marrakech.

The food: FABULOUS,
The quantity: INSANE
The Belly Dancing – KINDA NUTS

The company: THE BEST

We had a blast!

We walked back to my house ( and tried to walk off our Food Baby Bellies) and then Allison and I drove Hannah back to Ardmore so she could Rock and Roll with her husband, who was recording tracks at very hard to find music studio. Still, we dropped off our precious Dorkabetic to her T3.

By the time Allison and I returned to Philly it was well past 1 a.m.

We slept in late, grabbed breakfast (which neither of us could eat) and then headed off to Independence Hall. Tickets were sold out, but at the last minute, a Tour from Oregon offered us 2 extras. It was truly kismet. FYI: Independence Hall is much smaller inside than out, but gorgeous just the same!

After that, Alison hit the road and went back to Jersey. As for me, I took a much needed nap!

The weekend was truly "diabetesalicious!"

A special thanks goes out to Scott for emailing the group Photo's ASAP! THANKS!!!

Thursday, December 6, 2007

What Diabetes Has Given Me

So instead of complaining about Diabetes, I felt that I needed to make a statement about the positive, (yes positive) things Diabetes has given me in my life. Let me know if you agree.

1.
Diabetes has given me Humor. When I was diagnosed at the age of 8 - on Halloween and my parents anniversary no less, I don't remember crying, really I don't. I do remember trying to make my mom and dad laugh so they wouldn't cry. I remember spending 3 weeks at Children's Hospital in Philadelphia injecting saline solution into an orange and doing my best to make the other patients on the 3rd floor smile and giggle so they wouldn't be scared of needles; x-rays, and upcoming surgeries.

Was I scared? Yes, more than anything. Did I show it? No. I laughed at it because I didn't want anyone to see me cry. In my 8 year old head, I knew that my family was upset and that my diagnoses had changed the whole family dynamic. If they saw me cry, then they would cry and I didn't want to be the cause of that.

Sometimes at night, when the hospital was at it's most quiet, the tears would start to fall as I thought about needles for life and saying so long to my beloved Pixie Sticks and Peanut Butter Cups. But then I'd watch late night television and get lost in the magic. Johnny Carson and reruns of Hogans Heroes and Bewitched would make me forget just long enough to halt the waterworks and drift off to sleep.

When I finally came home from the hospital, I spent the next few weeks making my classmates laugh when it came to my new diagnoses. I did this in many ways. I would raise my eyebrows "A La Groucho Marxs" as I reached for my apple to eat in the middle of class, knowing full well that the substitute teacher has no clue that I was diabetic. Hilarity would ensue when she would start reprimand me and I would say sweetly, "But I'm a diabetic, I'll go into shock if I don't eat."
I would educate a whole school yard full of children on diabetes, by doing my Rosanna Rosanna Dana impersonation. It went a little something like this: "Dr. Richard Fader from Fort Lee NJ writes, Dear Rosanna Rosanna Danna, whats all this talk about Diabetes; what the heck is it, and can I catch it?" Then I would explain in my own way what it was and that it wasn't contagious. Thanks Gilda Radner - U taught me so much and always made me laugh!

Would I have a great sense of humor without the "big D?" Magic 8 ball says "Most Likely,"
but would it be as developed? Not bloody likely.

2.
Diabetes had given me Empathy. I think all of us are born with a sense of empathy, but being a child or adult with diabetes most certainly hones that skill and allows most of us to be a good friend to all who need one.

Most kids who have diabetes, or have a family member with it, know what it's like to have a bad day. We understand the fear of not fitting in and sticking out like a sore thumb.
Diabetics become good friends and good listeners and these gifts last us for life.

3.
Diabetes allows me to know my body's idiosyncrasies. I know when I'm going to be sick two-weeks before I'm symptomatic. My blood sugars run high for no apparent reason and I can start pre-treat. When I say pre-treat I mean, bolus and basal accordingly, get enough sleep, pop some zinc lozenges, drink some Airborne, and O.D on the chicken soup and
Vitamin C.

4.
Diabetes allows me to pull myself up by my bootstraps on a daily basis, because Diabetes has taught me that everyone has issues and it can always be worse.