last thursday was the first thanksgiving not spent with my immediate family. preparing for the last four or five thanksgivings have been gut-wrenching stressful and i don’t mean the cooking, nor the food shopping in crowds. i don’t mean the organizing of who sits where, nor even counting cards. i don’t mean anything diabetes related […]
my cousin got married last weekend. i went to the home where i grew up before hand because it was en route. i’m not sure what inspired me to begin poking around my old stuff, but i ended up with a book of poetry in my hands. it is more like a stack of papers […]
you know the feeling of being overwhelmed right? you’ve felt it, talked about it, heard about it, maybe even cried about it? it can be gut-wrenching. if you’re like me, it’s this internal friction that just looms and grows and mocks. it has a great power over me, and even when i know that i […]
my panic was suspended. home-treat. no hospital. –> lungs, you may inflate. last friday, after of a string of not-so-thought-through decisions and indecisions, i became a ketonic-mega-monster. that’s a thing, right? the highly unfortunate sequence of events: i had a beer the evening before around 11pm, after an intense two hours of dodgeball (one game […]
how long does it take to be considered a veteran? how long until one can be honored with a certificate of completion? what governing institution would offer the PhD in diabetes management that each pwd has been working their buns of steel off to achieve? i’m 23. i might be wise beyond my years, but […]
a mom once told me that she is the face of diabetes her child, needing needles and blood draws woken from slumber by a mother who loves her wanting only survival one more night, she tries type three transitions her child grows into a young girl and sees diabetes as a monster within her scratching […]
august 15th. that’s today. … yes. one year ago today was my first day of work at the diabetes hands foundation office. i dressed up in heels and fancy clothes. i began to learn about all of the magic of the dhf and the magicians behind the curtain. what started as a great opportunity, is […]
dear lancet, happy birthday. i know you can neither read, nor write (i think). i know your brain is too small to understand what the internet is or how a blog works (maybe). i know your whole universe consists of eating, pooing, sleeping, walking, and sniffing butts (probably). but i wanted to write to you […]
ever been asked to describe yourself in three words? maybe a friend asked you? maybe you were in an interview? filling out a graduate school application? perhaps you felt like you needed to be really creative, and you knew that just listing ‘creative’ wasn’t creative enough. you wanted to make the reader laugh, so that […]
i need a machete. but we will get to that later. have you ever had an experience so remarkable that you reflect immediately? the reflection sounds like poetry in your mind. right there. instant, beautiful, reflection. but then the experience is so gripping that alas, you forget. you forget that perfect jaw dropping string of […]
Unexpected Blues 