“There’s such a thing as a tater tot festival?”
This is the question I answered over and over again when asked what my plans were for last weekend. My plans included the Cleveland edition of the Tater Tot and Craft Beer Festival.
Brad and I first learned of this event while we were patiently waiting on my mom’s testing while she was in the hospital from her heart attack. At the time, it seemed like a great diversion, so we got tickets with another couple. Once all the stress of April was over, we forgot about it for awhile and then the weekend finally arrived. Continue reading
You know how there are little things that will always remind you of someone? Like every time I see a greyhound or something with a greyhound on it, I think of my friend Natalie. Whenever I see anchors or nautical-themed things, I think of my cruise-loving mother in law.
When I see certain candies, I think of my dad. My dad was a fan of hard candies. He had four favorite kinds of hard candies: Peppermints, lemon drops, cinnamons and Horehounds (brown candies that have a unique flavor that reminded me of licorice and root beer).
They’re the kind of candies that you find in the paper bag packages at the Cracker Barrel country store. The ones with very distinct and very different flavors. Continue reading
24 Hours, 18 Strips, 2 Pods, 1 Sensor… those were the numbers of my day on Wednesday. Add in some small ketones and you’ve got a party!
Some days it feels like I’ve got diabetes on autopilot. My basal rates are good, I count my carbs right and I float along in a nice range with only a few hills and valleys. Other days, it’s the perfect storm of rebel technology, mystery carbs and stress. Wednesday was that perfect storm kind of day. Continue reading
The other evening Brad looked at me and said, “Do you know that when I first met you, I thought you were a total weirdo?” He followed that shortly with, “and after all these years, I know I was right.”
“Yeah, well I thought you were weird too,” I shot back.
As our 6th wedding anniversary is this weekend, it’s nice to be open about how weird we think the other person really is. Continue reading
Welcome to Day 2 of Diabetes Blog Week.
Insulin and other diabetes medications and supplies can be costly. Here in the US, insurance status and age (as in Medicare eligibility) can impact both the cost and coverage. So today, let’s discuss how cost impacts our diabetes care. Do you have advice to share? For those outside the US, is cost a concern? Are there other factors such as accessibility or education that cause barriers to your diabetes care?
As I thought about this post, I felt the urge to start with a disclaimer or an apology. But I’ll start with thankfulness. I may complain about having been forced into an insulin that doesn’t work as well for me or having to wait on hold to get a real person to talk to about my supplies, my medicine or my next appointment. But at the end of the day, I’m very lucky when it comes to diabetes costs.
And I don’t use “lucky” in a flippant manner. I generally refuse to refer to myself as being lucky, blessed (or in some other way gifted what I need) to be where I am in my life when it comes to career, home and relationship. I work hard and make choices to get to where I am. But when it comes to the access to what I need to not only stay alive but be healthy, I’m really lucky. I have insurance, I have an HSA, I have the means to pay my high deductible and I have the best medical care in the world right in my back yard. That, my friends, feels a lot like luck.
High Monetary Cost Continue reading