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I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that this system that we live in is really conducive to fears and stresses and essentially promotes the fears and stresses within the fight or flight response, and that this system within the constant need to get money in order to be…

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I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to not realize that when we are stressed we will access the flight or fight response which has been hardwired into our brains from the primitive days to either fight off predators or to run away from predators or ensuing danger, wherein all that we…

We're still recovering from celebrating a JDRF Walk team fundraiser last week. Seemed like a great idea to have a drive-thru spaghetti dinner at my house. We thought maybe 60 people would place orders. Instead my wonderful neighbors turned out in force and we wound up serving 140 dinners. That's 280 meatballs!

It really was fun and it gave a big boost to our family team, just in time for the Charlotte JDRF Walk this Saturday.

I…

I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes last year. My most recent Endo visit was a couple of weeks ago. The doctor made a strange comment: "You're not insulin resistant". I replied "Oh yes I am". She then handed me 3 different insulin samples to try.

Just because I have perfect numbers due to tight control and the supplemental use of insulin, shouldn't mean I am no longer insulin resistant. I only need small doses as a supplement to help bring them down, not to rely on insulin…

I just returned from a whirl-wind trip to The Mayo Clinic in Rochester, MN. I was asked to accompany a friend who needed a diagnosis (not diabetic related). So, I thought I would get a 100,000 mile check up and touch bases with my docs.

Once again I was given a thumbs up on diabetes management (I am sure they take into account the 47 or so years of insulin dependance) and my doc sternly suggested that I get back on the blog bicycle and share my gift of mostly happy…

How do I feel this Novembers winters day,snow bound and eerie silence and no footprints to be found,am I alone did everyone go and leave me my cat and my freezing toes,the kettle whistles as it boils the tea bags ready the milk as white as snow,the scrap man calls any scrap any scrap his bugles blows like Angels from afar, so I am not alone there the kettle blows,one tea bag one sweetener just for me two slices of toast brown bread it has to be,smudge is sleeping her snoring is so loud, if…