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Entries from January 1, 2011 - January 31, 2011



I'm sick and cannot think straight.

I hope to be back at it soon.



You Tube Tuesday #207

Being a musician makes me a lover of not only music but musical instruments. I love the different sounds each one makes and even the technique in which you play them. I especially love when you take an instrument and do something different with it or play music that you would never think you could pull off with it.

Check this clip out. I think it is pretty cool.





My Dexcom receiver flashed that message to me at 4:00 AM during our vacation. I knew I had worn the sensor for well over the 7 days it’s made for so I was not too upset. I was more upset at the fact that I have no more sensors.

Back before the end of the year I sent a tweet out some to the effect of, “Make sure you refill your prescriptions soon so have some time to pay the deductable.” Advice I did not take.

So here I am, Monday morning feeling completely lost without Dex at my side. I realize now how much I depend on that thing. Lets put it this way, I checked my bg 6 times during the night last night. I hardly slept.

In my defense I was fighting a terrible high due to a bad site and wanted to make sure I was coming down but not crashing. Normally I would have just grabbed the receiver and taken a look at the trend. Instead I had to test all night long.

So now I will wait until the next paycheck to order a box of sensors and for the time being I will just test like crazy.

I might as well face it, I’m addicted to trends. 


Last Christmas

("...I gave you my heart, but the very next day, you gave it away." Sorry I love that song.)

Today marks the beginning of the last Christmas event for this holiday season.

I know what you are saying, "What holiday season?"

My sister, her family, and my mom all live a state and half to the right of us so getting together at normal Christmastime is difficult. Us Simmons' are anything but normal so Christmas in January is not that big of a deal.

In my old age I understand that a date, as in a day on a calendar, is not as important as the memories you make. So if we have to have Thanksgiving the day before or celebrate a birthday a week later, no biggie.

The only one that doesn't really work is Halloween. I almost got arrested when we went Trick or Treating in November. ;)

So this year, instead of Casino Christmas, we are celebrating Cabin Christmas! We rented a cabin in Flagstaff Arizona and are all going to stay together this weekend to celebrate Christmas. 

Let's see, that would be 17 people in one 6 bedroom cabin. It's going to be like The Real World-Flagstaff that I was always hoping would happen but never has. I can't wait!

My family has had a rough go at life. In almost 38 years we have had some major highs and some serious, almost "there should be a Lifetime movie about this", lows but all and all we have stuck together. 

My family also shares my belief that family is so much more than DNA. In fact, two people coming along are considered family but technically are not. I love that about my family. It all started from my Grandma and Grandpa and the way they "adopted" so many family members that mom did the same, and now so do we. 

I don't know the meaning of life but something tells me that the relationships we have are a big part of it. It must be because my family and friends are such a major part of my life. I don't know what I would do without them.

I hope you all have a great weekend and I just would like to finish with, Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!



All night my blood sugar hovered around 200. Almost a straight line. I woke up every time my Dexcom alarmed and bolused.

When I woke up this morning my bg was 197. GRRR!!

Am I getting sick again?

Did my site get pulled out?

Did the insulin go bad?

Haven’t I written this exact blog post before?

One thing that is a constant with diabetes is confusion. I am constantly confused by the outcome of almost every other bolus.

This is why it is so frustrating to hear, “Well what did you eat,” or “what did you do wrong?”

There is no right or wrong. We do what we are told should work and sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn’t.

If the rest of the world understood the inability to actually control this disease, I think we would get a little more empathy and little less blame thrown our way.