Tuesday, August 24, 2010 at 8:37AM This clip comes from the "Why?" folder.
The only thing I could think of while watching this was, "I hope this dude does not have a dog because this would be torture." Then I realized that this clip is a little like torture in itself. ;)
Enjoy? j/k
Monday, August 23, 2010 at 11:44AM One little granola bar all chewy and yummy that honestly brought me to tears,
There is no doubt that this single bar is the best I’ve had in all of my years,
From a strangers hand you came to me when I was low and out of my mind,
Now my life won’t ever be the same because you were so genuinely kind.
It was Disneyland at 3PM packed during summer’s brutal heat,
We ran to the Theater to see Aladdin but stopped to grab something to eat
Shaky and sweaty and feeling so bad just dragging myself along,
A mango smoothie in my hand I figured I would not go wrong.
The time was fleeting, the show was soon starting, we had to truly make haste,
We climbed up the stairs while I sucked on the straw so fast that I missed all the taste.
I was trying to climb with my wife right behind and my best friend standing right at my side,
I was dropping while walking, there was no place to stop and I wished that we’d gone on a ride.
The last part of the journey, to the balcony seats, an oasis came into view,
A large escalator, last part of the climb was like little dream come true.
When we got inside I still felt low and a woman turned around in front of me,
She looked in my eyes with a kind friendly smile, she knew that I had the “D.”
She lifted her hand as I struggled to stand and offered the bar up for free,
“Are you diabetic?” “No my friend is.” “Oh so you are an awesome Type 3!”
She smiled again and said, “I have more if you need them” and I told her that I should be fine,
We found some good seats, and I checked my BG, my meter displayed 79.
I sat and I thought and I tried to hold back but I was feeling so sorry and sad,
Tears started falling while I beat myself up saying, “c’mon now diabetes ain’t so bad.”
But sometimes it’s so hard to not feel like your losing when it gets the best of your day,
When I thought of that woman, the bar, and the kindness, all the sadness went away.
So I want to say thank you to all the type 3’s, your love and support are the best,
You love and take care of us and all I can say is that I am very truly impressed.
That woman at Disneyland has taught me not everyone’s ignorant about our disease,
And not every person you meet in the world is a member of the Diabetes Police.
That little bar of granola was probably something that woman will never miss,
I’m sure she had no clue how appreciative I’d be over something as little as this,
But all type 3’s should know that your help is a wish granted by someone upon the first star,
You change lives with love and support and caring, and even with a granola bar.
Friday, August 20, 2010 at 9:11AM I had an appointment yesterday with my Neurologist. I had been seeing her since last year for this bizarre dizzy spells or surges as I like to call them. Well in the past three weeks what was every now and then is constant.
As rappers used to say but now my boss and newscasters say, it’s “24-7.”
Over the past several months I have had MRI’s, CT scans, and blood work checking for any abnormalities. Nothing is showing as a neurological issue. I have had my suspicions that this may be an inner ear thing but I did not want to make an appointment with a specialist until I have exhausted all the tests the neurologist wanted to do.
I don’t know about you, and I don’t know if this is because of diabetes but it seems our doctors want to either day, “or it’s the diabetes” or “you should see someone else.” I hate that. I don’t want to go to one specialist and have that one tell me to go back to the other who tells me to go back to that one who sends me to another and yadda yadda yadda. I cannot be the only one who gets kicked around like this.
So I figured I would make sure the neurologist really felt like we had done everything before I moved on.
She looked over all of my tests and had me turn my head different ways. She had me looking up and down checking for any signs that it could be neurological.
“I think you need to see an Otolaryngologist.”
The blank look on my face must have tipped her off. Or maybe she wanted to save me from trying to say Otolaryngologist but she quickly said, “An Ear, Nose and Throat doctor.”
I hate feeling like things need to be dumbed down for me but come on, I am not a freaking doctor for a very good reason, I would gross out on gross stuff all day long. That would not work so well is my guess. Can you imagine?
“Hey Doc I have a growth on my lip.”
“Ugh, sick. Go see another doctor dude I am going to barf!"
"Eww!!!"
"YUCK!"
Yeah I am not meant to be a doctor.
The receptionist scheduled an appointment for next Tuesday with the ENT. I am thankful that they could get me in so soon. I hope this will get fixed quickly. The way I feel is not only annoying but it scares me. I want to know what the problem is and get it fixed. Whatever they need to do is fine, just fix it.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 at 12:11PM When you look in the mirror who do you see? What kind of a person? Do you like what you see? Do you even look?
I used to look at my face and try and find something I liked. Since I was a kid self esteem has been a struggle. Until one day I spotted something I liked. Something I thought was one really good thing about me, my ears.
My ears are big but don’t stick out much. I have really good ear lobes so when I decided to get them pierced I knew I had plenty of room but they are also not so big that they look weird. My ears were the best part about me, and really the only part I liked.
It’s sad when I look back and think about how little I thought of myself. At the same time though I was determined to find something to hold onto, something to make me feel like I was worth something and as insignificant as ears can seem, it was what I liked.
When I got diabetes I had a new thing to hate about myself. I remember several times I would be in the restroom washing my hands and catch my face in the mirror. Staring back at me was someone who was broken. Unfixable and probably not going to live very long. Definitely not going to be able to live the life he thought. Often I would watch my face change and see tears from the guy staring back at me. Then I would find those ears and focus on the little part of me that I really liked.
Fast forward to today. I still stop and look at myself to see the changes time had on my face physically and reflect on my life. I don’t hate the face as much as I used to. Knowing that I have beautiful wife that loves me makes me know that whatever is in the mirror was enough to get her to look my way. I look at my eyes and see that they are same eyes that are on my daughter who is absolutely gorgeous. Those ears I like are the same ears that my son has which makes me love them even more.
It is not easy sometimes to see that we have a lot more to offer than we think. We don’t always think we are worth it or worthy of any sort of praise. I know I question my talent when it comes to writing music and writing on this blog. It is hard to like what you do and not feel like you are conceited but recognizing what you do and what you can offer the world is an important step in figuring out your path in life and growing into having a healthy opinion of yourself.
If you have an extra second when you are near a mirror (and no one is around) you should try doing this. Lean in close. See your face. Find the unique parts that make you the beautiful person you are. Find the parts you love and know that what you think is not so great is only your opinion and that others would think differently. Remember that no disease, no scar, no color, no style, or even good ear lobes define you and your worth. You are priceless and can offer so much to this world.
Take a moment.
Locate a mirror.
Find your face.
Love yourself.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010 at 10:23AM First the PSA:
Head on over to A Consequence of Hypoglycemia and listen to your truly on a PSA podcast with none other than Chris, host of Just Talking! Please check it out and if you are not already subscribed to his podcast I would tell you that your missing out. Go get it!
And now You Tube Tuesday:
I know last week I featured my son in the YTT clip. This week he left me no choice when he came into the room with tape on his fingers last night and that hat on his head. He is such a dork!
I apologize for the laughing in advance. He was cracking me up!
Enjoy!
