You know youre a diabetic when.....

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Permalink Reply by saundra barragan on February 28, 2009 at 2:28pm

I don't know Debb, There were probably people wanting to whack me on the head. I was being so irreverent I was having a hard time not laughing. On the way out her husband was standing beside the casket waiting to help carry it out and popping a breath mint, I was wondering if it made any difference to the friend in the casket if he had bad breath right then.

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Permalink Reply by MelissaBL on February 28, 2009 at 8:14pm

One of the Catholic churches where I cantor has a box of lemon-lime liquid glucose shots in the ushers' cabinet. One of the ushers invited me to partake whenever necessary. :) Apparently, I'm not the only PWD in the house.

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Permalink Reply by Alison on February 28, 2009 at 2:29pm

when you get told every time you get mad or angry or cry your parent tells you to test even when your just seriously upset

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Permalink Reply by Annelise Murphy on March 4, 2009 at 5:05pm

Yes and your husband too...won't they ever learn...sometimes I am just mad.

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Permalink Reply by art4change on February 28, 2009 at 2:59pm

When your mother only has "healthy" food on holidays. And watches every bite you eat. ( She has 2 adult T1 diabetic children)

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Permalink Reply by Jonathan on February 28, 2009 at 5:16pm

Adding to Linda, Debb's and Saundra's about Church: Sitting in Temple during Yom Kippur services and trying to sneak a few glucose tablets when everyone around you is in the middle of a 24 hour fast, with all of the "holier than thous" "tsk-tsking" under their breaths.

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Permalink Reply by Linda Gauvin-Miller on February 28, 2009 at 7:06pm

I remember telling my pastor about the need to boost up my BG at times during mass and asking if I still could have communion....and he replied in his boisterous charismatic way..."don't worry yourself about that, march down the aisle and have communion with everyone else" ....if only others were not so quick to judge. And these "finger pointing " people would be the first to call themselves worthy!

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Permalink Reply by MelissaBL on February 28, 2009 at 8:24pm

I was cantoring back-to-back Masses about 8 or 9 years ago and was trying to see how long I could go on an empty pump. I lived alone at the time and was a college student, so my insulin was half an hour from the church and locked safely in my private dorm room. I didn't know what to do and was too embarrassed to explain it to the music director, so I thought I'd just suck it up and take care of it later.

Sugar rising, halfway through the Gloria of the second Mass, I turned white as a sheet and dropped behind the organ. The congregation saw my feet on one end and my arm on the other end of the organ. I ended up coming to and convincing them to let me drive myself home so I could put a fresh reservoir in. It was so hard to convince them it wasn't sugar I was needing. And completely stupid that I didn't allow anyone to take care of me or call an ambulance.

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Permalink Reply by Ron on March 3, 2009 at 2:12pm

Last year was the first one for me and my hand started shaking towards the end of the morning service. I never heard the glucose tab case pop so loud although everyone around me swears they did not hear a thing. They all told me a story of the prior year when the president of the temple giving a speech and then reaching for some water and 600 people gasped!!!!!!

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Permalink Reply by Amy on March 6, 2009 at 11:38am

you just gave me another you know when your a diabetic when :)...a great excuse to eat during yom kippur.

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Permalink Reply by Deanna on February 28, 2009 at 8:29pm

You know when u are a diabetic when the first thing out of your mouth regarding food of any kind is....HOW MANY CARBS DOES IT HAVE....

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Permalink Reply by Amy L on February 28, 2009 at 9:18pm

You know your diabetic
...when people feel you have a personal connection with their diabetic grandma.
...when your pump dies, you feel you will too.
...when you feel victorious that your A1C is lower than a non-diabetic.
...when your mom asks what your BS is, you make her guess and play hi - low.

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