Thursday, May 29, 2008

Seriously....Never Give Up

On Diabetesaliciousness I joke about diabetes, a lot. On occasion I also rant and rave, and get on my Big D soap box because I'm not Pollyanna and have never claimed to be.
But mostly I point out the humor (somewhat sardonically at times), inform my readers, and try to be positive.

I do this for myself because that's how I can own my Diabetes. I do it for others, (namely citizens of dBlogville,Diabetic citizens, and T3's globally) so they can learn about D, find the humor, and own their D as well. I've always believed that if you can find the humor in Diabetes, then you can handle the serious and not so serious issues associated with it..

Yes, Diabetes is a bitch at times, we all know it and most of us live it. But.....we are lucky. If you don't believe me, please read the following story about a woman who spent the almost 60 years in an iron lung and then died because of a power outage...

This story (which I've cut and pasted,was written by the AP's Woody Baird) will not only make you think....It will make you sad. It will also INSPIRE and make you EXTREMELY thankful.

Diane Odell did a lot with what life threw her way and her attitude was amazing. She never gave up and accomplished so much. Please take Diane's words to heart, I know I will.


Woman Who Spent Life in Iron Lung Dies
By WOODY BAIRD,
AP

MEMPHIS, Tenn. (May 28) - A woman who spent nearly 60 years of her life in an iron lung after being diagnosed with polio as a child died Wednesday after a power failure shut down the machine that kept her breathing, her family said.Dianne Odell, 61, had been confined to the 7-foot-long machine since she was stricken by polio at 3 years old.
John Partipilo, The Tennessean / AP

Dianne Odell spent nearly her entire life in a 750-pound iron lung machine after being stricken with polio at age 3. Above, Odell watches television as she lies inside her iron lung machine at her home in Jackson, Tenn., last year.
Family members were unable to get an emergency generator working for the iron lung after a power failure knocked out electricity to the Odell family's residence near Jackson, about 80 miles northeast of Memphis, brother-in-law Will Beyer said."We did everything we could do but we couldn't keep her breathing," said Beyer, who was called to the home shortly after the power failed. "Dianne had gotten a lot weaker over the past several months and she just didn't have the strength to keep going."Capt. Jerry Elston of the Madison County Sheriff's Department said emergency crews were called to the scene, but could do little to help.Odell was afflicted with "bulbo-spinal" polio three years before a polio vaccine was discovered and largely stopped the spread of the crippling childhood disease.She spent her life in the iron lung, cared for by her parents and other family members. Though confined inside the 750-pound apparatus, Odell managed to get a high school diploma, take college courses and write a children's book.The iron lung that she used was a cylindrical chamber with a seal at the neck. She lay on her back in the device with only her head exposed, and made eye contact with visitors using an angled mirror above her head. The lung worked by producing positive and negative pressure on the lungs that caused them to expand and contract so that she could breathe.Iron lungs were first used to sustain life in 1928, and were largely replaced by positive-pressure airway ventilators in the late 1950s. A spinal deformity from the polio made it impossible for Odell to wear a more modern, portable breathing apparatus, so she continued to use the older machine.It is not known how many polio survivors still use iron lungs, but Odell was believed to have used it for longer than most.Odell was determined to live a full life — she earned a diploma from Jackson High School as a home-bound student and an honorary degree from Freed-Hardeman College. A voice-activated computer allowed her to write a children's book, "Less Light," about Blinky, a tiny star who dreams of becoming a wishing star.


In a 2001 interview with The Associated Press, she said she wanted to show children, especially those with physical disabilities, that they should never give up."It's amazing what you can accomplish if you see someone do the same thing."
Copyright 2008 The Associated Press.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

I made a T1 Parent Smile - And She Made My Week!


Aerial footage of what the cherry (cherries) on the cake of my day actually look like.
YUMMY


So, a few days ago on a wet and very dreary Monday afternoon, I received an email from a mother of a T1 teen whose name was Melissa. Just to
clarify, the mom's name was Melissa, not the daughter. Anyway, I digress. Of course, there are many reasons why Melissa's email made my day. My ego and my id where definitely flattered, work had been crazy and I was feeling unappreciated, so yeah, the email was a great pick me up!
But the real reason Melissa's email made my day was simple. This mom of a t1 had stumbled upon Diabetesaliciousness and emailed me to said my blog had made her smile and made made her laugh. Know what? I live for those words!

No really, it's true. I love making people feel good about themselves, and I will stand on my head and speak & sing the whole "Grease" sound track if it will make you have a chuckle at the expense of the Big D. If Kelly K can make you or anyone laugh & learn about the big D, well then that is just the cherry on the cake of this diabetic Chick's day.

Maybe it's my redemption for all the crap that D and me...OK, stop for a second. I just have to say that every single time I write D and me, I think about the 1970's made for TV movie "Howard and Me" staring the late, great Jason Robards, who played Howard Hughes. H2 had escaped from the MGM Grand and took a cross country road trip with a dude who had picked H2 up hitchhiking. The had wacky adventures together and bonded BIG TIME.
Dude said H2 had promised him part of his fortune when he died. Dude never got the money, but did sell the movie rights for 50 grand. So...he had that going for him. OK, I'm getting way off track -forget it, I'm saving the zany adventures of D and me for my next post, which will be titled: "The Wacky Miss-adventures of D and Me." OR D and Me - Pancreas Interrupted...Life Rocks On."

Back to what I was saying b4 television trivia interrupted. I'm sure D and me put my parents through a lot of crap-o-la growing up. I tried so hard to be like everyone else,I'm sure
I was pretty damn infuriating at times.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel redemption when I make others bust a gut regarding D.

Every since I've become an active citizen of Dblogville (yeah - I'm paraphrasing Alexander de Tocqueville,) the parents of diabetic kids have introduced me to a different facet of the
Big D - The parent side. The parents of T1's have showed me the parents POV & their reality, and hopefully, I've showed the "rents" the PWD's POV view & reality. Together, we citizens of Dblogville have learned a lot. Honestly, I wasn't really sure how to write about the email I received without sounding completely self serving & full of sh*$, so I decided to just post it - after a meandering intro. If it sounds at all self serving, I'm sorry. Thanks, props, & big shout out to Melissa R, you made my week and YOU ROcK!

"Kelly - I came across your blog today while searching for yet another endocrinologist/nurse practioner for my daughter (who was also diagnosed at age 8)

I am sitting here at work laughing and will share your site with her as soon as I get home.
I don’t think she will get the Rosanna Rosannadana part but I know she will love the rest! Thanks for making the mom of a diabetic teenage girl smile this morning! - Melissa R"

Friday, May 16, 2008

I've been Tagged and yes, I'm mentioning Mrs. Butterworth



So, I've been tagged by Cara and here are the rules.
Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, choose 6 people to be tagged, list their names & why you tagged them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment saying “You’re it!” & to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you, so since you’re not allowed to tag me back; let me know when you are done so I can go read YOUR weird, random, facts, habits and goals.

1. I think that if push would come to shove, Miss Frangelico Bottle could kick Mrs. Butterworth's ass in a Smackdown & I'd be willing to bet money on it!

2. I LOVE Olive Oil, but I'm not really that crazy about olives - go figure?

3. I love the way real vanilla smells and tastes BIG TIME, but I hate fake vanilla scented products, like candles, perfume, room deodorizer, etc. They makes me want to gag.

4. Whenever I go to see a Musical Play, my eyes tear up during the Overture and I'm not really sure why. I think because I really do love musical theater and I'm a huge "Rogers and Hammerstein" whore. Another musical sidebar, I associate years with songs.

5. The ocean makes me happy. Like John Denver, "Sunshine on my shoulder" happy.

6. OK, this is kind of weird....but whenever I change my infusion set in my belly, (it doesn't matter which side,) I feel transferred pain on the top of my shoulder. No lie, as I insert the needle in my stomach, 9 times out of 10 I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder area - How weird is that?

7. I love raw carrots, but I don't like cooked carrots.


8. I'm an excellent dancer, but I'm somewhat clumsy when the musics not playing - And my pump adds a whole new dimension to my clumsiness. And you know what? I'm fine with it.

9. I'm an excellent public speaker and have a gift for remembering conversation, but am terrible with names. I am working on name-games.

10. My life's goal is to be happy and to live a great life.

Who I've tagged and why.

Sotty J Because he makes me laugh.
Hannah - Because she's cool and I've actually met her face to face
Windy - Because she is a Diabetic Domestic Diva
Diane - Because she says what she thinks and tells it like it is
Naomi - Because she's a blog bud & she won the Diabetesaliciousness diabetes word puzzle game and kicked my ass big time!
George - Because he's a Ninja

Monday, May 12, 2008

Ketchup


So it's been a bit since my last post,and I'm sorry for that. Work's been hectic, I've been pressed for time, and I've been really tired as of late. It's at these times when life is most hectic and my energy is lacking, I wonder what my life would be like without diabetes.
Then I snap out of it and remind myself that feeling tired is not always a bad thing!
then I get on with my day.

So to play "ketchup" on a few topics.

A report came out about insulin pumps last week and how they might not be good for teens.
Here are my thoughts. Like seatbelts and sunscreen, insulin pumps work, when used properly.
They require that the user (and family members) have several meetings with a certified Diabetes Educator, and learn the ins and outs of using a pump. As a team, they must figure out the patients carb/insulin ration & figure out how the particular pump that they've chosen,works.
Pump users, like those diabetics who are sans pump, have to learn to count
carbs and factor in fats. taking bloodsugars daily (as in 8 to to 19 times a day,) is A MUST.

User error happens, regardless of whether you use an insulin pump or take shots. Diabetes is not an exact science - As those of us who deal live with it on a daily basis know.
Would I ever go back to injections? NO FUCKING WAY. To those scientists who did the said research, you should have taken the money used on the study AND DONATED TO THOSE WHO WHO ARE RESEARCHING FOR THE CURE.

MOTHERS DAY: My mom rocks and I love her very much and Mother's Day is every day in my book. I didn't spend the day with her on Sunday, and it was first mother's Day I'd ever missed in my life. I went to New York (with mom's urging & blessing) and watched my niece Cristin's closing performance in CROOKED ,the Off Broadway play that she was co-starring in. SHE WAS TRULY AMAZING And I'M SO PROUD OF HER.
To see her talent explode on the stage and watch others be moved to tears by her performance makes me so happy. To watch her live her dream and succeed makes my heart sing. My sister calls me her first baby, and that's what I call her daughter. My sister spent the day with our mother, and I spent the day with her daughter. I'm not a mom, but my niece is my baby for sure.
I also got to watch the play with one of my oldest and dearest friends Mark - who I've known since the 6th grade. He's watched Cristin grow up, he looked out for her when she first moved to New York, and it was wonderful to share that moment with him.
My mom and I will celebrate with or own get together next week. We will go out and have a great dinner and drink a glass or two red wine, and we will both consider ourselves lucky to have one another.

My Birthday is on Wednesday - more on that later because I'd just rather not think about that right now!

Friday, May 2, 2008

"CRAPTACULAR, CRAPTACULAR!!!!!"

I love Pizza, I know most of us do. But....THIS is disgusting!

This craptacular pizza creation is the real deal, and is served in various Pizza Hut's throughout Japan. Pizza Hut Japan's exclusive Double Roll pie is a crazy 646 calories per slice! Minuscule bacon wrapped sausages (hot dogs) do a line dance across the crust, and mini hamburger patties sit on top of a pile of mushrooms, soy beans, corn, paprika, garlic chips, green peppers, and pepperoni.
Behold the power of cheese....as in mozzarella, cheddar and parmigiana ensconcing the pizza in a cheesyfied wrap.
Let's not forget for even one second that the pie comes with sides of both ketchup and maple syrup for extra flavor, and is recommended for the kiddies to slather on their slice!

Other Calorie Info from Pizza Hut
A medium pizza is 1943 calories and a large is 2809 calories.

So regarding Diabetes Math:

How much insulin do you think you'd have to bolus for this?

Would you use a square or duel wave????

How many grams of fat for one serving?

And for how many days would one be running to bathroom after dining on said "mess of a pizza?"


Personally, It really just grosses me out to think about it. I have no desire to try this "craptacular" creation. Blood Sugar Nirvana would be difficult to achieve, not to mention any and all gastrointestinal issues one would certainly have after ingesting such a monstrosity!


Thoughts????

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Ich Bin Ein Typ 1 Diabetiker....OR Mein name ist Kelly und ich bin ein Typ 1diabetiker

So, I found a sight that would be interesting for those of us who might be traveling in the next few months. A free online translator site called WorldLingo
Basi
cally, you just type or cut & paste what ever phrase, words, or documents you like translated into over 15 different languages.

I think it's a wonderful tool for many reasons, espe
cially for those of us who have to carry medical documents regarding our diabetes arsenal.

I think Jeff is aware of this site. Si
nce he told me "I rocked" in Portuguese on my last post, a big shout out goes out to godat! .

Here are aome "travel friendly phrases" that might help us out on global trips that Diabetesali
ciousness readers plan to take!

FYI
-
I'm only printing those languages that we could attempt to speak due to recognizable alpha characters.

Key Phrase number 1: "I'm a type 1 diabeti
c"

French: Je suis un diabétique de type 1

German: Ich bin ein Typ 1 diabetiker - Er aah, kind a makes me want to say in a thi
ck B-aston accent, "Ich bin ein Berliner "

Italian: Sono un diabetico di tipo 1

Portuguese: Eu sou um tipo 1 diabetic
Spanish: Soy un diabético del tipo 1
Dut
ch: Ik ben een type 1diabeticus - Ok, I'm dying to say "I'm Diabeticus!"

Swedish: Förmiddag I en diabetiker för typ 1 - OK - Ever watch the movie "Splash"? I'm thinking about the scene when John Candy's
chactor, speaks Swedish to the gaurds. He impresses them with certain phrases regading "body measurements" he learned by watching Swedish "Art" films. That's all I'm saying!

Key Phrase Number 2: "I'm a diabeti
c, I need to get to a pharmacy or Dr. immediately!"


French: Je suis un diabétique, je dois arriver à une pharmacie ou à un Dr. immédiatement !

German: Ich bin ein Diabetiker, muß ich an eine Apotheke oder an einen Dr. gelangen sofort!

Italian: Sono un diabetico, devo ottenere ad una farmacia o ad un Dott. immediatamente!

Portuguese: Eu sou um diabetic, eu necessito começar a um pharmacy ou a um Dr. imediatamente!
Spanish: Soy un diabético, necesito conseguir a una farmacia o a un Dr. ¡inmediatamente!
Dutch: Ik ben een diabeticus, moet ik aan een apotheek of Dr. krijgen. onmiddellijk!

Swedish: Förmiddag I en diabetiker, behöver jag att få till ett apotek eller en Dr. omgående!


Key phrase number 3 : "Ex
cuse me, do you know where the bathroom is?"
Fren
ch: M'excusez-vous, savez-vous où la salle de bains est ?


German: Mich, entschuldigen Sie wissen, wo das Badezimmer ist?


Italian: Lo scusate, sapete dove la stanza da bagno è?


Portuguese: Desculpa-me, você sabe onde o banheiro está?


Spanish: ¿Me excusa, usted sabe donde está el cuarto de baño?


Dut
ch: Me, excuseert weet u waar de badkamers is?


Swedish:
Mig, ursäktar du vet var badrummen är?


Key phrase (s) number 4 : Yes, I' m a diabetic, and yes, I know I don't "look" like I am.

Yes. I'm allowed to eat chocolate, now shut up and give me some!

Your Mom!!

Fren
ch: Oui, je suis un diabétique, et oui, je sais que je « ne regarde pas » comme je suis.

Oui. Je suis permis de manger du chocolat, en ferme maintenant vers le haut et me donne !

Votre maman ! !


German: Ja bin ich ein Diabetiker, und ja, weiß ich, daß ich nicht wie I Am. „schaue“.

Ja. Mir werde erlaubt, Schokolade zu essen, jetzt oben schließe und gebe mir einiges!

Ihre Mamma!!


Italian: Sì, sono un diabetico e sì, so che “non osservo„ come I Am.

Sì. Sono permesso mangiare il cioccolato, ora chiudo in su e mi dò alcuno!

Il vostro Mom!!


Portuguese: Sim, eu sou um diabetic, e sim, eu sei que eu “não olho” como eu sou.

Sim. Sou permitido comer o chocolate, fechado agora acima e dou-me eu algum!

Seu Mom!!


Spanish: Sí, soy un diabético, y sí, sé que “no miro” como soy.

Sí. ¡A me se permite comer el chocolate, ahora cierro para arriba y me doy alguno!

¡Su mamá!!


Dut
ch: Ja, ben ik een diabeticus, en ja, weet ik ik niet als ik ben „kijk“.

Ja. Ik mag chocolade eten, sluit nu en geef me wat!

Uw Mom!!


Swedish: Ja I-förmiddagen en diabetiker, och ja, vet jag att jag ”inte ser” förmiddag för något liknande I.

Ja. Tillåten förmiddag I att äta choklad, stänger nu upp och ger mig något!

Din Mom!!

Monday, April 28, 2008

D BlogVIlle - YOU ROcK!!


Well, you guys
came to bat and put me to shame with DIABETES 36,or should I say DIABETES 56.

I am truly humbled.

Spe
cial "shout out" to Naomi for letting me mock her great brain a little! I was only joking sister - YOU ROcK!!

You all "RO
cK" for that matter.

I wasn't sure what today's post was going to be about until I wrote the senten
ce above.

I just want to say THANKS to everyone in D'blogville. I've been writing my blog sin
ce November. Never did I think that when I started "Diabetesaliciousness I would meet so many wonderfully talented;funny, smart, informative blokes and I am so grateful that you've all become part of my world.

I love the fa
ct that the folks in D'blogville are so supportive and funny.
I love that we all get one an other's issues regarding the Big D.
AND I love the fa
ct that together, we really are making a difference.

Growing up, Diabetes was dealt with in my family (obviously, 4 of us at our dinner table were type 1's) BUT, to the rest of the world it seemed like it was "Kunik" family problem.
O
ccasionally, I'd get to meet other t1's and for two weeks, three summers in a row, I got to attend Camp Fire Fly, a diabetic camp in Spring Mountain PA. For those two weeks, I felt completely normal. Then I'd go back to the real world and be the medical oddity known as "Kelly K". I wa sthe girl @ school who shot up insulin (through my clothes when I really wanted to impress) and made her friends laugh about diabetes in order to make them comfortable.

Today, Diabetics are not only loud and proud, we make things happen.
The Diabetes
community is making a difference in their OWN treatment and informing the public about OUR disease.

We are the ones who write the letters to any media outlet who spreads miss information to publi
c (i.e. lumping t1 and t2 together), we are the ones "raising our voices," and we are the ones to make changes. We battle insurance companies, movie theaters (Jeff), and idiots annoying comments like "You must have the 'betes" real bad to be on a pump!"

I'm so proud to be part of su
ch a strong community and find strength daily in your blogs, emails, articles, etc. I'm not only a better diabetic because of the D'Blogville, I'm a better PERSON because of being part of said community. I feel empowered by the folks of D'blogville and I hope I make u feel the same.

So THANKS guys, - You Ro
ck!!!