I went for a run this morning, which is exciting for three reasons. The first: I had knee surgery 3 weeks ago. The second: Today is my third day being out of hospital after a 5 day stint in there. The third: I did it on an empty stomach, with a starting blood sugar level … Continue reading My First Run 3 Weeks After Knee Surgery
On Sunday I wrote about being force fed glucose in hospital, the day after my admission. I thought that would be the worst of it: being on a glucose drip when my levels were increasing above the healthy range with no intention of stopping; Being offered a sandwich when my levels were steady and in the healthy … Continue reading Hospital Care Part 2 – Ostracised for eating Low Carb
I haven't had the best couple of days. Late Friday night, I had fairly bad abdominal pain for the fourth night in a row. By 'fairly bad' I mean painkillers didn't help, I couldn't sleep, and it really hurt. My breathing had changed to more of a puff like I get when I hypo. So Ben drove … Continue reading Being force fed glucose in hospital as a Type 1 Diabetic.
I wrote this blog post at the end of 2013, before diabetes, but that doesn't invalidate it in any way. If anything, it makes it even more valid... Today celebrates a whole two years on the road. I’m sat in Sydney’s International Departures, an airport which has more airplanes on the runway at one time … Continue reading 24 life lessons from 24 months on the road
There's something no diabetic wants when they've got diabetes, and that's a sweet tooth. I'm part of the one half of the population that would choose sweet over savoury. I'm the person who gets would get excited about Starbuck's flavoured lattes at Christmas. I'd be the one dipping biscuits into my sugared tea, and finishing … Continue reading Food Glorious Food
My diabetes is a baby. It needs caring for 24/7, with no weekends, holidays, or even time off. The only difference with the arrival of diabetes and the arrival of a baby is that with a baby you at least had several months to prepare yourself. My diabetes a baby. It wakes me up in … Continue reading My diabetes is a baby.
I’m usually inherently positive about diabetes, and to be honest, about life in general. I crack a lot of jokes. I laugh at myself, and I laugh at my illness. Sometimes. Of course, that's not always the case - like when I was told I had Type 1 Diabetes, I quietly went through the five stages … Continue reading The 5 Stages of Grief…