A Side Effect of Diabetes

There are a lot of side effects of diabetes that no one ever seems to talk about… Today, I’d like to discuss one of them.

Diabetes is a 24/7 health condition that never lets up and requires a lot of attention. My type 1 diabetes is like a needy monster that needs checked, fed, exercised, watered and medicated. Aside from those things and exponentially more doctors and medical appointments than a regular, healthy-pancreas person (known as “normal” for the rest of this post) has, it requires one more thing. Countless hours of my life spent on the phone.

Do you know what normal people do on their lunch breaks?

They eat lunch.

Sometimes they go for a walk, exercise, run errands and maybe make a quick personal call.

Do you know what I do on my lunch break?

I make phone calls (and attempt to eat my lunch during hold times or quietly while the person on the other side pulls up my information).

Who am I calling you ask? Continue reading

10 Things. 10 Thoughts

I’m doing the 10 Things on Tuesday…err… thing again!

1. Yesterday, I replied to an email that didn’t require a response for the sole reason that the sender spelled my first name as “Rachael” when the email was in reply to my email and my name was right there in front of him as he typed. I have a long and complicated last name and I had a long and complicated maiden name… so I get it when those are misspelled, but of all my names, “Rachel” is so incredibly easy not to screw up. Don’t worry, I didn’t reply to correct him, just so that I could sign my name on the email correctly.

2. I like this picture. (Is that conceited because the picture is of me?)

3. Do you write down recipes that you make up even when they’re really simple? I whipped up a really easy dish and Brad insisted that I write it down in order to make it again. Continue reading

Why I Blog

Why I Blog

If you’ve read my About page, you know that ProbablyRachel was started when I received the advice in college: Write every day.

ProbablyRachel has grown and changed over the past few years (along with me), but at the end of the day, this little corner of the world is my hobby and I love to write, read, share and be inspired by the blogosphere.

That’s the “in-a-nutshell” answer to the question that Katie posed for her link up at He Calls Me Grace.

Why Do You Blog?

I decided to dig a little deeper though and finish an abandoned post on why I bother to blog about having diabetes. If you’re curious, read on…

Why I Blog About Diabetes Continue reading

Happiness Is…

I’m getting over a cold or something that involves sinuses and a scratchy throat, plus coming off three nights of consecutive nosebleeds. I think I need a little happy in my life right now.

So I took on Sarah and Erin’s challenge to sit down and compose a list of 32 things that make me happy.

32 is a pretty big number, but I can do it!

Thing that make me happy: (in no particular order)

  1. This guy:

    Photo by J Bauer Productions

  2. Sunshine
  3. My new blue scarf
  4. Hot coffee
  5. Dark chocolate
  6. Kitty snuggles Continue reading

A Weird Lunch Break and a Whiter Smile

Weird Lunch Break

At the beginning of the week, the creative director at the agency where I work told me that he notices I stay in my office over during “lunch” and encouraged me to try to get out occasionally. In the winter especially, I have no motivation to go outside in order to leave my office on lunch, but it is important to get out sometimes.

Yesterday, I was forced to get out. I went to check my blood sugar to bolus for lunch (I have to prebolus 30 minutes prior to eating in the afternoons). My meter was not in my meter bag. Thinking it had fallen out in my purse, I checked there too and found nothing. So I got in my car and headed home to find my meter.

I texted Brad about being a moron and leaving my meter at home. He texted me back that the packed he’d been waiting on (that required a signature) was out for delivery and it would be awesome if I could sign for it instead of him having to go home. The side note on this package is that it was shipped priority 2-day mail to him… and took 10 days to arrive. I’d say I don’t know how the post office is still in business, but I do know… my taxes pay for it and I still receive torn up mail, dented packages, late shipments and occasionally nothing at all. Come on guys!

After arriving home, I located my meter.

Right where I left it

It was sitting on the bed from my morning check. I finish bolusing for my lunch (did a partial bolus when I left so I didn’t have to wait longer to eat), reheated my leftovers and waited for the mail carrier.  When the mail carrier arrived he handed me the package but had forgotten the slip in the truck and ran back to get it. I signed, thanked him and he left. Oddly enough, it was not our regular mail carrier and it was not delivered as part of the normal (walking) route in my neighborhood.

I finished my lunch and decided to swing through Starbucks on my way back to the office. Okay, I took a different route back to the office in order to swing by Starbucks! I kept thinking to myself while waiting in the drive through, “I don’t really deserve Starbucks. I left my meter at home. Why am I rewarding myself for being dumb?”

The surprise waiting for me at the window made me happy I had decided to treat myself. The barista had accidentally made me a grande size instead of a tall.

Whiter Smile

One thing that is always at the back of my mind due to how much I love coffee is the color of my teeth. Continue reading