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  • Second Fun Match

    I’m getting the girls ready for the fall season. They are entered in two trials (Fort Worth), email me or twitter me if you want to come watch. Both trials are in August, indoors at Wyatt Arena (part of the Will Rogers complex). It’s a real nice set of two trials. Our next trial will be in October, in a not as nice place and not climate controlled.

    Last week we went to a fun match and it was pretty disappointing, we made many of our typical mistakes — Maggie pooped in the ring, which is an elimination and Macy wasn’t interested in playing.

    Tonight was totally different. Macy’s first time in the ring was disappointing, but our second standard run was great.  I worked her two worst obstacles, the teeter and the chute, which were in a circle and alternated them with jumps and other easier obstacles. The crowd was cheering her and she really got off on that.

    She also did well in Jumpers, traveling in the same path and again got cheered by the crowd.

    Maggie is worrying me, she is not recovering from the storms and near storms we’ve been having lately — I twittered this — she and Macy were loose in the dog room and she got out of the dog run, and out the fence. Macy followed through the dog run but stayed in the fence.  I checked the voice mail to see if we had a message about her, then grabbed some food to look for her in the park.  She actually came when she was called and came off Josey Lane (a six lane road), and so she’s back.

    Oddly enough she hasn’t been interested in food, and didn’t want any at the trial but was happy to run agility.  It’s weird, but as long as she isn’t in a complete panic she likes agility — until she has to stop at the table.  I am really pretty sure that she’s not going to be with us much longer as she has a pretty poor quality of life.  If we could only have a few weeks without storming she might snap out of it, but right now, she’s miserable.

  • A little rant about Diabetes bloggers

    I am more than a bit miffed that I was not invited to the Roche summit.  At the same time, over a month ago, I had already decided I’ve lost some patience with some of the diabetes bloggers. 

    To begin with I am the oldest diabetes blogger on the web.  David Mendosa has written articles about diabetes on the internet longer than I have, but he hasn’t blogged as long as I have.  By the way, his writing is really good and informative, especially for the Type 2.

    First, let me define what I think a diabetes blog is all about.  I believe a blog, is an online journal.  The blogs that I find most interesting is about the bloggers’ life and has original material written by the blogger.  That’s what both of my blogs, especially this one has been about.  No one sponsors me and if I blog about a product, I found them first and sought them out.  That goes for both this blog and the CS blog.

    Unfortunately that cuts out a few of the diabetes blog, and frankly I’m about to unfollow them on tritter and to unsubscribe from my rss feeds.

    A lot of the best blogs were NOT represented at Roche.  Some of my absolute favorites is "Ring the Bolus" and "Living in the Fast Lane" .  Both of these are by young men who are extremely active in their sports and are sharing their personal experiences.  Hey, that sounds like someone else I know (yes, dog agility isn’t quite on the level of sport as Indy car racing and Ironmen races, but I do go to class every week and compete every weekend we have a trial in the local area). 

    By the way, I’ve seen some snarky comments about Charlie Kimball’s new blog and new twitter account, and I think that the person who made them is being extremely unfair.  I think it is super cool that Charlie is following his dream and I think it is absolutely fine that Novo Nordisk is making it possible. I also think that he and Novo Nordisk is using Twitter right, posting some interesting feeds.  And yes, one of my goals is to meet Charlie — that means he has to come race at TMS, or I have to call in some family favors and go to Indy again.  (Gee, it’s only one ticket, unless I can get the husband to go too).

    By the way, I’m still diabetic, still use over 50 units of insulin a day, even through I did the lapband surgery.  And besides according to the medical definition of diabetes, I’ll still be diabetic even if I CAN go off of insulin, and will have to still watch things — I’ll just be an extremely well controlled diabetic.

  • This round of doctor’s visits are done

    In addition to seeing the Shrink and Endo on Tuesday, I also saw my gynecologist on Wednesday (and Macy’s saw her vet that day), and I saw my chiropractor and my sleep doctor today.

    So far, everything is either coming out normal or the same as last year.

    I hate the gynecologist because frankly, he tears me up during the exam and it is still bothering me today. However, he threatens not to give depot provera shots if I don’t cooperate. Argh! Got that done too.

    The chiropractor worked on both knees and my hip/lower back too. I have a lot of tenderness there, partly because of the shot and partly because last weeks’ walking tore everything up. I have been working hard to recover from that.

    The sleep doctor said everything looked good on the CPAP machine and that nothing new was out yet, but would be next year.

    I still need to see my cardiologist and I’m a bit worried as I’m hoping to be teaching enrichment classes that day. I’m waiting to reschedule until the last minute.

     

     

     

  • Discount Tires

    There are some businesses I don’t “get”, and Discount Tires is one of them.  I have a Ford Escape and it has those cool tire sensors that tell you that your tire is flat.  Mine keeps going off and yes, one of the tires is consistently flat.  I go to Discount Tires near the house most of the time, because it’s convenient and free and they kept telling me don’t worry about the tire, it looked fine and filling it up periodically was okay.  So now it is going flat once a week and I have to park my car at the airport for four days and don’t want to deal with it, so I went and had it repaired.

    NO CHARGE!  Seriously.  Is that weird or what?

    I was even prepared to be told that I needed a new tire.  Gee, at 46,000 miles you would expect that I needed at least 4 new tires wouldn’t you?  Nope.

    And got scolded because I hadn’t been rotating my tires AND THEY DO IT FOR FREE!  And also got told to check my tires once a month (yes, that’s free too).

    Isn’t that all weird?

    I’ve never bought a tire from them, but my husband has. 

    And guess where I’m buying my next set of tires (though at the rate I’m going I’ll be getting a new car first).

  • Finally losing weight!

    It’s very slow, but I am finally losing weight. I’m consistently seeing tenths of a pound disappearing – hint: get a scale that weighs in tenths.

    The slow is a little frustrating after the initial weight loss but it is happening.

    Clothing size has definitely changed, and my psychiatrist who saw me before my trip also thought I had lost weight.

    So the last fill is working!

    I am going to see the fill technician when I get back from my next trip as she is in the same building with my cardiologist and I might as well do both at once.

  • Endo Appointment

    This is my first endo appointment since my lap band surgery.  My weight is down 17 pounds from my last visit, my A1C is down from 8.1 to 7.9 but my lipids are bad.  We expected that as I can’t take my Vitorian, it’s too big.  But the endo looked and there is a formula of Vitorian that is lower dose and smaller so I’m on it.  I’ll be back there on October 19th.

  • Traveling – No Place Like Home

    I got home last night after 11:00 pm  — Yes, I drove hard to get here.

    The workshop was over at 3:00 pm there time and I dropped my suite mate (a really nice lady) off at the airport and headed for home.  Made lots of short little stops — gas, restroom, picking up dinner, etc. but decided to drive until I couldn’t.

    Ended up stopping i Athens, Tennessee at a Motel 6.  Wasn’t bad, but that meant that I wouldn’t be spending the night at my mother’s. 

    Got up at 6:00 pm, did drive through breakfast, and again, lots of little stops.  Lunch was in Tuscaloosa and was really good.  Grilled snapper and fried crab legs (little crabs, not Alaskan crabs, probably gulf coast).

    Stoppped at mom’s for about 1/2 hour and visited her.

    Headed out, and drove most of the evening.  Even sat down at a restaurant in Monroe for dinner.

    Really glad I went.

    Saw lots of cool things, lots of the country I hadn’t.  Learned what I can and can’t eat, lost a little weight, and generally had a good time.

    Good workshop too.

  • Traveling – Day 8

    Day 8 sucked.  I got into a really bad mood when I was “moved” yesterday.  Part of that was my suitemates’ fault, I was following along with her and we ended up at the workshop place later that I wanted.

    No major problems but I really hate to sit and listen to people talk.  I want a hands on workshop.  Food was difficult all day after breakfast.

    Was away from my car pretty much all day, but could at least see it. 

    I got really pissed off when a lady said "she saw me testing".  First, I thought she said, "texting", and I thought that was really rude.  But she was so f’ing ignorant about diabetes I saw that there was no hope in talking to her.  Finally just said, I am really offended you got into my medical space.

    I’m happier today, but more about that later.

  • Don’t Move my Cheese!

    I am never very happy when my routine or life is disrupted. It’s tough enough to keep all the balls up in the air as it is.

    So traveling isn’t easy but I do even have a routine for traveling — and workshops.

    I am careful to get there early, find a place that I don’t feel trapped, a place where I can take care of my issues without disrupting the people around me. 

    I did that yesterday.  I had a place that worked really well.

    They rearranged the furniture yesterday so everyone felt free to move. I’m now in a place where I can’t do any of the above and I am very upset.  To the point I am very close to tears.

    The walking is getting to me, I have 3500 steps on my pedometer this morning.  I put it on after I got up and dressed, so it is 3500 steps to walk to breakfast and then to walk to our workshop.  Tomorrow, I’m getting up at 6:00 am, getting dressed, getting my truck, loading everything, and then driving to breakfast.  Then I’ll drive to the workshop.

    By the way, I’m a bit disappointed by the workshop, because so far it has been 1 day of lectures, and it looks like it will continue to be that way.  We lecture way too much in CS.

    And while I am ranting — one of my classmates completely freaked out over my taking a shot at dinner.  EXCUSE ME!  Grow up, my students deal with it fine each day.  He’ll really freak out when I test my blood sugar around him.

  • Traveling – Day 7

    I am tired.

    Workshop didn’t start until 11:00 so my suitemate and I went and looked for Monticello after breakfast, we found it, she bought a mug and we didn’t do much else since we didn’t have much time.

    Workshop has been good.  Food has been good and I have been able to find something to eat.  I do a lot of deconstructing sandwiches, but that is okay.

    I have been a tad worried about going low and have hit the temp basal twice — once when I got up this morning before breakfast, and once this evening.  I also haven’t done a lot of bolusing — some in the afternoon when I ate some junk food.

    I miss having my car close but it’s okay. We have to be out of our rooms before the workshop starts on Thursday, so my plan is to get car, load it, drive to breakfast and then drive it back to the parking lot.  I’ve got a map somewhere but we have long walks between each place.  I do have some Slimfast I need to remember I have it.

    Today’s workshop topics were on why diversity, why incorporate women and then a good presentation on an introductory course.  I like mine better, but he has some good ideas that I’ll probably incorporate.

    I do work my children to death, but busy children don’t have time to get in trouble.