Love Rescued Me, too

Here’s a post from a fellow schnauzer lover (remember, I may have Type 1 diabetes, but my mini schnauzer Xena stole my heart forever, and she will  always be the best dog ever 🙂 )This fundraiser only runs through the end of this week, so please order a t-shirt TODAY at https://www.habitbrands.com/c1890_north-carolina-schnauzer-rescue !!!

Love Rescued Me

As you well know, Miss D wouldn’t be the crazy, silly, absolutely adorable doggie I am if not for my furever mommy and her friends at NCSR. Now they are asking for our help!

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Just in time for Christmas gifts, or even a gift to yourself! NC Schnauzer Rescue (NCSR) is excited to partner with HABIT brands and will receive $10 for every “Love Rescued Me” t-shirt sold!

For 10 days only, starting November 10th, get your t-shirt here, $10 will be donated, and you will love a rescue at the same time. 

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$10 can go a LONG way for a rescued dog, and can help fund:
  •  a month’s worth of heartworm protection
  •  needed vaccines like rabies & distemper
  •  spaying or neutering
  •  dental care
  •  medications for special needs rescues
NCSR is a 501c3 non-profit, all-volunteer rescue group.
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Of Puppies and Babies

Last night as my husband and I were chatting before bed and planning out the rest of our week, somehow the topic of babies came up (maybe because we have several friends with new babies, and others are pregnant, etc), as well as the topic of our family getting another dog sometime.

It’s been a year now that Xena has been gone, but I swear sometimes I still think: “I need to make sure to let her out to go potty before we go to bed.” Often, I don’t put down the recliner foot rest without checking for her underneath. I’ll come home after being gone a while, and look for her to greet me at the door. The house just seems empty without a dog, especially since I’d had Xena with me for almost 13 years. I work from home a lot, and wish she was still here to keep me company, to go on walks, to demand that I throw toys for her. She was so full of personality and spunk – the best miniature schnauzer, best dog, best canine friend I’ve ever known and had the luck to have in my life for as long as I did.

My husband said he would be totally on board at any time if I wanted to get another dog. And every now and then, I see rescue dogs come in, or get an email about a schnauzer puppy, and I’m like, “Ooooooo, I could get this one!!!” But then, reality sets in. Work is crazy busy for me right now. I’m in the midst of revamping my entire lifestyle around food and exercise, and working towards having weight loss surgery to help me get my active life back and to help make sure I am healthy and around for many, many years to come. Type 1 diabetes is a 24/7 job in itself, and will be even more so once I have the surgery. I can’t bring a new dog into the family when I’m already being pulled a hundred different ways. It just wouldn’t be fair to the dog, or to my husband and daughter.

Then there’s also the baby thing. Despite mulling over the pros and cons on several occasions, I don’t think I’ve quite resolved in my head and heart that I’m never going to have another baby. In the back dark recesses of my mind I frequently hear, “If you lose a ton of weight within the next year or so, it may help your fertility issues as well, and you MIGHT get pregnant!!” But really, do I WANT to be pregnant or have a baby at 41, 42, 43 years old/ however long that would take??? I just don’t know. And until I know with absolute certainty that we’re never having (or adopting) another baby, I also don’t want to bring in a dog to add onto the already monumental responsibilities of our household.

So, there’s the conundrum. It’s doubtful that I’ll solve it anytime soon. But boy, will I always have some seriously wonderful memories of Xena, the Warrior Schnauzer, and she will always hold a special place in our hearts and our family.

I miss Xena so much....

 

And to All, a Good Night

I’ve been sick with the plague of a sinus infection and hacking cough for the past week, so suffice it to say, I’ve not had much time or energy to do, well, anything. After going to the doctor last Monday, only to have her say, “This is your body doing what it’s supposed to be doing, just treat/deal with the symptoms,” I returned back on Friday, having not slept for the past 4 nights due to the never-ending cough and head pressure and congestion. She finally gave me an Rx for an antibiotic then, and now after 3 days on it, I’m starting to feel human again. We’ll not even talk about the roller coaster blood sugar graphs my Dexcom has been showing me. I’m finally feeling better, but I’m beat. Exhausted. And now comes the whirlwind tour of visiting relatives and friends on Christmas Eve, then heading back home to get ready for Santa to come visit. What do I want Santa to bring to me? A good night’s sleep – really, that would be great.

True to nature, I plan to suck it up, get back up on the happy holidays horse, and ride the wave of fun about to come. It’s all I can do, and I refuse to let sickness make me miss one minute of the joy on my daughter’s face when she sees that Santa DID bring her a Wild Kratt’s Creature Power Suit shirt. I can’t wait to see which creature power she wants to pretend to have first.

For me personally, the New Year looks to bring about something dramatic. 2014, I dub thee “Year of Commitment to Change.” More on that topic after the holidays die down and I’ve recovered as much as possible from the cheerful chaos. For now, I’m signing off of blogging for a bit, and wishing you all a safe, happy, and joyous holiday season, in whatever way you choose to celebrate it (or not.) Click the picture below to see the larger version of our family card 🙂

She LOVES jumping. All the time, anywhere.

Holidays, Diabetes, and Nostalgia

While I remain very mindful about my diabetes management (HELLO, 24/7, that’s diabetes!), you may have noticed that THIS = such memories.blogging is taking a huge backseat to all the holiday craziness…decorating the house, visits to see Santa, holiday baking and making crafts with my daughter, wrapping & mailing presents, and fun social events with family & friends are taking up almost all of my free time, and I love it.

But to help you stay on top of things, Kerri wrote a great post about Organized Diabetes, now with more Tips! that has a lot of great info and even more links in it about managing diabetes over the holidays.

As for me, I’m relishing in some Christmas nostalgia….I have a set of catalogs from Montgomery Ward (showing my age here….how many people reading this still remember paper catalogs, from which you would order something and hopefully receive it in 6-8 WEEKS, if you were lucky?) and have been perusing the ones from 1983. Thirty years ago seems like a crazy long time ago, yet when I think about my hopes, dreams, and Christmas Wish List from back then, it seems like only yesterday.

For fun, I scanned in some pages from the 1983 Christmas Wishes catalog to share with you all. Enjoy!!

SMURFS!!

I wanted EVERYTHING on the cover when I was 10. (OK, maybe I still want them now, too?)

LOVE the Vader phone

I had a few friends who had these phones, and I was always so jealous.

Kids these days have probably never seen a rotary phone.

What cracked me up about this one was…this had to be the first “skin” you could put on your phone, of whatever type. Hilarious!

VHS won...but did it,really?

VHS versus Beta war!! Same price…wow, who would spend over $500 for a VCR now???

Diabetes Awareness Month Photo-a-Day 27 – Fun

The eve of Thanksgiving and the crazy month of December are here, and of course, I’ve gotten WAY behind on my photo-a-day prompts for the month. I hereby declare a start-fresh-and-no-go-backsies so I can say I’m caught up. No judging. (And considering Thanksgiving is tomorrow and the end of the month is near, this might be my last post for photo-a-day.)

“Fun” embodies so many things, and it’s hard to come up with just 1 picture to show all the fun in my life. You know, when I think of fun, diabetes is probably the furthest thing from my mind.

In the spirit of the season, I’ll share something fun I put together – a collage of 3 years worth of pictures of my daughter with Santa. I have always LOVED pics with Santa (as an adult, I’ll admit to even having a couple pictures taken with him myself) and last year, my daughter thought Santa was a demon, so there was really just a lot of crying and trying to get away from him. We visited Santa like 7 or 8 times in various locations just trying to get 1 good smiling picture. (But the screaming pictures were great, too, in their own twisted way.)

In 2011, she was all smiles for Santa in that, “La, la, la, people hold me and it’s fun, look at the shiny camera” way.
In 2012, it was GET ME THE HECK OUT OF HERE!!
And this year, it’s “Hey, will you bring me a Wild Kratt’s creature power suit for Christmas?” Yep, Christmas is going to be FUN!!!

I heart Santa! Well, now I do.

Diabetes Awareness Month Photo-a-Day 12, 13 – Work and Awareness

Appropriately, I had a work “meet & greet” event last night that occurred over dinnertime. Random “finger foods” and appetizers were served like egg rolls, pot-stickers, chicken fingers, cheese, crackers, fruit, cookies, brownies, jalapeno poppers, etc. Pretty much a smörgĂĄsbord of “guess how many carbs are in THIS??” nightmare. Luckily, there was also wine on hand, and my sugars stayed amazingly level, even amidst the stress of meeting executives that could someday decide my employment fate.

Yummy and questionable all at the same time
As for “awareness” for today….taking some more liberties here with this prompt. It made me think of the awareness that my husband has of my diabetes…or the lack thereof in some areas of my diabetes care.

Now, my husband knows what a low looks/sounds like. The only time I’ve EVER had someone call 911 for me was when he and I were first dating, we were out on a walk after dinner (it was in the BCGM days – before continuous glucose meter), and I crashed and passed out on a stranger’s lawn. He was a trooper through that….and continued to date and eventually marry me – such a keeper.

But as far as all my testing, pump site change-out, CGM sensor supplies, what I use to do what, etc….he’s never been much involved with that. I mean, why should he? I’m the one in charge day-to-day of poking, prodding, and inserting medical devices into my body, and I tend to do a lot of site changes and CGM sensor change-outs when he’s not even around, so he really doesn’t see it much.

Last night, we were upstairs watching How I Met Your Mother (catching up at last on season 8 so we can get to season 9 and finally find out who the heck she is), and we had about 30 minutes before bedtime. My pump was vibrating it’s  “Low Reservoir” alarm – 10 units wouldn’t get me through my basal rate overnight. I would need to change out my set before bedtime, but I was too lazy to go downstairs and get my supplies, and I’d be half asleep once we finished TV. He offered to go get the “stuff” for me, so I gave him the vague directive of, “Under my sink, in the plastic drawer, I need an infusion set and insulin cartridge, and the black bag on top of the drawers.” Here was what he saw:
Stuff, stuff, stuffHe brought me the black zipper case/bag that contains my open insulin, set holder, and various pump accoutrements = score 1 point! He brought me an infusion set = score 2 points! And brought me a sensor set for my Dexcom CGM, saying as he handed it to me, “This isn’t the right one, is it?” To his credit, I only had a couple of reservoirs left, and they were obviously hiding in this messy drawer that is pretty much as unorganized as I get. He re-confirmed with me that it would be a “cylinder-looking thing” and then successfully found it and brought it up to me. I love my husband. And lots of times, he’s more aware than I give him credit for.

Diabetes Awareness Month Photo-a-Day 9, 10, 11 – Support, Exercise, Play

Catching up on my photo-a-days before this week completely gets out of control! Work is ramping up, and there’s a “chance” of snow tomorrow. Understand: we don’t get a lot of snow around here, and if/when we do, it’s like a natural disaster that requires help from the National Guard. Schools and stores shut down, no one can drive in it, there are cars in ditches everywhere, etc. All the bread, milk, and eggs disappear from grocery store shelves if there is even the HINT from the weather-people that it might snow. (Why milk and eggs? Wouldn’t they spoil first if the power goes out? Is french toast really what you want to eat for days stuck in the house?) And if we do manage to eek out an inch or so of accumulation, all schools and events are canceled. Heck, most times they are canceled even before the supposed snow is actually seen, and then when it ends up being rain, or melting after 2 hours,  everyone is still out of work and out of school. It’s ridiculous.

OK, so I digress…..

Shoes support me, yes, it's true

SUPPORT

The spirit of “support” for this day was probably meant to involve how families and friends support us in our management of diabetes, but since I lumped it together with exercise and play, this photo seemed more appropriate. I depend on my shoes (and the orthotic inserts within them) to give me the support I need to continue walking without TOO much pain, although sometimes it does become quite annoying.

Fabulous fall!

EXERCISE

I always talk about how I need to exercise more. I LOVE walking and hiking, especially in the gorgeous parks and recreation areas we have around our house. (But having plantar fasciitis does make it not-so-fun at times.)  I took this picture of a path I walked along yesterday when I was shooting some family photos for my neighbor. Side note: as if it’s not enough that my feet hurt while walking, I was a complete klutz and twisted my ankle along one of the bumpier paths, so now I’m limping today. That’s NOT going to be encouraging me to exercise on a regular basis. Seems this always happens – I get an injury anytime I start a new exercise routine and have to deal with the setback/lack of motivation all over again. Grrrr.

This is how I will always remember playing in the leaves.

PLAY

I live for the times I can play with my daughter. Forgetting diabetes, forgetting sore feet, forgetting work and forgetting things-to-do around the house….play time is the BEST time – I will cherish it forever, and do my best to always have time for play.