<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680</id><updated>2011-10-15T03:50:10.421-07:00</updated><category term='Calorie King'/><category term='activity'/><category term='spandex'/><category term='pump'/><category term='Splenda'/><category term='peanut buter'/><category term='cannula'/><category term='meal ratio'/><category term='sleepover'/><category term='correction factor'/><category term='temp basal'/><category term='JDRF'/><category term='moment'/><category term='cool whip'/><category term='insulin'/><category term='Ricketts Glen'/><category term='pods'/><category term='follow-up'/><category term='slow cooker'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='Cinnamon rolls'/><category term='low'/><category term='bike'/><category term='summer'/><category term='raisins'/><category term='school nurse'/><category term='monster'/><category term='Novolog'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Sweet T'/><category term='chocolate cake'/><category term='dblog day'/><category term='e-mail'/><category term='yogurt'/><category term='arm band'/><category term='video'/><category term='pumpkin cookies'/><category term='concert'/><category term='frustration'/><category term='Hungry Girl'/><category term='carrots'/><category term='OmniPod'/><category term='site change'/><category term='ham'/><category term='friend'/><category term='JDRF sneakers'/><category term='Nick'/><category term='dance'/><category term='training'/><category term='carbs'/><category term='apples'/><category term='tent'/><category term='pie'/><category term='walk'/><category term='decorations'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='shot'/><category term='foodie'/><category term='peanut butter'/><category term='D-mom'/><category term='NPH'/><category term='music'/><category term='high'/><category term='Cinnabon'/><category term='basal rate'/><category term='Jonas Brothers'/><category term='PDM'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='happy'/><category term='fall'/><category term='chili'/><category term='trampoline'/><category term='pineapple'/><category term='life'/><category term='rain'/><category term='swim'/><category term='Rufus'/><category term='beans'/><category term='proud'/><category term='battle'/><category term='pod'/><category term='food'/><category term='Pennsylvania'/><category term='social worker'/><category term='stories'/><category term='numbers'/><category term='candy'/><category term='Food Netowrk'/><category term='Rachael Ray'/><title type='text'>Highs,Lows, and In Between</title><subtitle type='html'>A diabetic diary of the day to day struggles of having a child with type 1 diabetes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-4270044980228128477</id><published>2010-11-19T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T11:02:06.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Feast Friday - Flourless Peanut Butter Cookies</title><content type='html'>Can't be more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flourless Peanut Butter Cookies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1C peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;1C sugar&lt;br /&gt;1beaten egg&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 325 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Combine all ingredients.&amp;nbsp; Shape dough into one inch balls.&amp;nbsp; Place on ungreased cookie sheet, two inches apart.&amp;nbsp; Press with a fork to flatten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake 8 minutes until brown.&amp;nbsp; Cool Completely on pan, on wire rack.&amp;nbsp; Then transfer to storage container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cookie = 10 carbs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-4270044980228128477?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4270044980228128477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-feast-friday-flourless-peanut-butter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4270044980228128477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4270044980228128477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-feast-friday-flourless-peanut-butter.html' title='D-Feast Friday - Flourless Peanut Butter Cookies'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2810283348058048541</id><published>2010-11-12T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T06:30:00.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Chip Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&amp;amp;postid=09Jul2010&amp;amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNdSjkBQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nhwsi900tbw/s1600/Dfeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is in full swing here and I cannot get enough receipes with pumpkin and apples.&amp;nbsp; The smell of cinnamon wafting through the house just smells so comforting.&amp;nbsp; These cookies have become a favorite around here this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pumpkin Chip Cookies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1C canned pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 sticks of&amp;nbsp;butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4C sugar (or Splenda)&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2C flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. each cinnamon AND nutmeg (or use 1 tsp. of pumpkin pie spice)&lt;br /&gt;1C chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350.&amp;nbsp; Cream butter and sugar/splenda.&amp;nbsp; Beat in egg, pumpkin, and vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine dry ingredients.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Add to the pumpkin mixture.&amp;nbsp; Fold in chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake 8-10 minutes of greased cookie sheet.&amp;nbsp; Store these soft cookies with wax paper between layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what I was going to put in&amp;nbsp;this little pumpkin jar&amp;nbsp;when I bought it, but now I do!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg7jVIuM4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0mGQRUzK1nk/s1600/pumpkinjar.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg7jVIuM4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/0mGQRUzK1nk/s320/pumpkinjar.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe makes 2 1/2 dozen soft cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cookie = 10g carbs if using Splenda, 15g carbs if using sugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2810283348058048541?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2810283348058048541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/pumpkin-chip-cookies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2810283348058048541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2810283348058048541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/pumpkin-chip-cookies.html' title='Pumpkin Chip Cookies'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNdSjkBQ_hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nhwsi900tbw/s72-c/Dfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-8731797419115171571</id><published>2010-11-09T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T12:41:31.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dblog day'/><title type='text'>DBlog Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNmnWuUhzFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/727Oo_GM92Y/s1600/119blogday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNmnWuUhzFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/727Oo_GM92Y/s1600/119blogday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, being "dblog day", we've been asked what six things we would like people to know about type 1 diabetes.&amp;nbsp; I figured I'd ask Taylar herself and get her input and help here... in her own words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Diabetes is when your pancrease doesn't make insulin and you have to go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I want people to know about the &lt;a href="http://www.myomnipod.com/"&gt;OmniPod&lt;/a&gt; and that&amp;nbsp;I like it a lot because you don't&amp;nbsp;have to get&amp;nbsp;shots.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- People with type 1 diabetes&amp;nbsp;can eat whenever they are feeling hungry, well, except at school.&amp;nbsp; But you need insulin to help&amp;nbsp;me not get "high" and to cover the carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Oh, you can't catch diabetes from a friend. It's just happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- When you're the only kid at school that has diabetes, you feel special sometimes.&amp;nbsp; (Yes, she is the only student out of about 300 kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Diabetes doesn't mean you're an odd person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-8731797419115171571?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8731797419115171571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/dblog-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8731797419115171571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8731797419115171571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/dblog-day.html' title='DBlog Day'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNmnWuUhzFI/AAAAAAAAAFk/727Oo_GM92Y/s72-c/119blogday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-8452387351419362074</id><published>2010-11-08T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:57:17.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D-mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>Halloween - Better late than never</title><content type='html'>﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg5HYDkM0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/l85hvdZsS2M/s1600/DSC01669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg5HYDkM0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/l85hvdZsS2M/s320/DSC01669.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cowgirl Jessie and a crazy punk!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;I love Halloween.&amp;nbsp; My birthday is on October 26, and growing up I would always have a Halloween costume birthday party.&amp;nbsp; My love for fall in New England and Halloween has certainly rubbed off on my kids too and we always have a fun time.&amp;nbsp; You would think that diabetes and all that trick or treat candy would cause mayhem, but I have been very lucky.&amp;nbsp; I've never been a Mom to hand out lollipops or other candy to the girls on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; That was the same on Halloween as well, even before diabetes entered our lives.&amp;nbsp; They could each choose 2-3 pieces of candy, eat it, enjoy it, and then get over it.&amp;nbsp; No whining allowed!&amp;nbsp; This year Taylar never even asked the following day for some of her candy so the goodies we have&amp;nbsp;aren't really a&amp;nbsp;problem and will just be rationed out when the urge arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I made some pretty cool, unique&amp;nbsp;Halloween decorations this year, thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.d-mom.com/"&gt;D-Mom, Leighann&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I thought this was such a creative thing to do!&amp;nbsp; We changed these old OmniPods from this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4Kp0faII/AAAAAAAAAFM/WMvzq2k-Q7c/s1600/DSC01635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4Kp0faII/AAAAAAAAAFM/WMvzq2k-Q7c/s320/DSC01635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;To this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4OyNrb3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0RZ7wOLVewY/s1600/DSC01634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4OyNrb3I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0RZ7wOLVewY/s320/DSC01634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spider and pumpkin decorations made out of old used pods!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PUMPkins and sPODers were easy and fun to make and you can find out how we did it by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.d-mom.com/spooky-spoders-and-pump-kins/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Taylar had an especially good time making an extra pump-kin and spider for her Aunt and Grandmum.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;thought they were adorable and Taylar got a kick out of them trying to&amp;nbsp;guess what they were made out of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4S0VnOCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kR4p1TtO_LE/s1600/DSC01630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg4S0VnOCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kR4p1TtO_LE/s320/DSC01630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Leighann for your creativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-8452387351419362074?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8452387351419362074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8452387351419362074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8452387351419362074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-better-late-than-never.html' title='Halloween - Better late than never'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TNg5HYDkM0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/l85hvdZsS2M/s72-c/DSC01669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-1339004466783389865</id><published>2010-11-05T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T05:00:06.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slow cooker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chili'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beans'/><title type='text'>D-Feast Friday!  Slow cooker hearty beef chili</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&amp;amp;postid=09Jul2010&amp;amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TLDQmH__VFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SKZbu7IODXE/s1600/Dfeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's one to just throw in your crock pot and let simmer for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slow-Cooker Hearty Beef Chili&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿1 1/2 lbs. lean ground beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;2&amp;nbsp;15oz. can red kidney beans, drained and rinsed (I use one red bean and one black)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 1/2C Salsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 16oz. can tomato sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;2 T chili powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 onion, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1C corn kernels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Brown meat; drain.&amp;nbsp; Add to slow cooker with remaining ingredients.&amp;nbsp; Cover with lid and cook on low for 5-6 hours (or high for 3-4 hours).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Stir before serving and top with cheddar cheese and a side of nachos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Makes approximately 8 1-cup servings,&amp;nbsp;about 20g carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-1339004466783389865?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1339004466783389865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-feast-friday-slow-cooker-hearty-beef.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1339004466783389865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1339004466783389865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/d-feast-friday-slow-cooker-hearty-beef.html' title='D-Feast Friday!  Slow cooker hearty beef chili'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TLDQmH__VFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SKZbu7IODXE/s72-c/Dfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-5298029516142520637</id><published>2010-11-01T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:19:23.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='correction factor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basal rate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meal ratio'/><title type='text'>Naked Pancreas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://betabuddies.blogspot.com/2010/10/naked-pancreas-meme-beta-buddy-style.html"&gt;Reyna over at Beta Buddies&lt;/a&gt; started the Naked Pancreas Challenge and I wanted to weigh in.&amp;nbsp; I haven't blogged in weeks so I figured this was a quick, easy one to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What kind of insulin management mode do you use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Taylar has been using the OmniPod since May 10th of this year...the day after her 8th birthday.&amp;nbsp; Some present, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How often do you inject/change pump sites?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We change the pod every 2-3 days.&amp;nbsp; Usually we go a full 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What type (s) of insulin do you use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Novolog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What are your basal settings? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It took forever to figure them out and there is still tweaking that goes on, but for the moment she's at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12am - 5am - &amp;nbsp;.45 u/hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5am-10am - .40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10am - 8pm - .35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8pm - 10pm - .65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10pm - 12am - .60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It has taken quite a while and a lot of sleepless nights to get her overnight rates to where they should be.&amp;nbsp; She was constantly in the 200s at midnight check but this has taken care of it....for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What are your correction factors ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;During the day 1:80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At night 1:140 - This was changed a little while ago from 1:90 because after the corrected highs at midnight, she was dropping too low at 3am check.&amp;nbsp; The 1:140 is working better.&amp;nbsp; Ah, the joys of it all, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What are your meal ratios ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;She starts and ends the day with the same ratios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12am - 11:30am - 1:15 Breakfast &amp;amp; morning snack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;11:30am - 1:30pm - &amp;nbsp;1:30 Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1:30 - 4:00pm -&amp;nbsp;1:25 After school snack (if she has one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4pm - 12am - 1:15 Dinner and bedtime snack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What do you do for activity and/or PE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This past&amp;nbsp;summer was the biggest challenge with just starting on the OmniPod and all that summer swimming!&amp;nbsp; Taylar could basically eat what she wanted on the days we were at the lake and in the water constantly.&amp;nbsp; Then at night she would always drop low when I checked her at 11pm or 12am though.&amp;nbsp; After 2 nights of that we did a -15% temp basal for&amp;nbsp;5 hours overnight and it worked perfectly.&amp;nbsp; The "lag effect" is definitely something we deal with a lot.&amp;nbsp; A couple of preset temp basals we have are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bike rides: -30% for duration of the ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dance: -20% for one hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Soccer Practice:&amp;nbsp; -25% for one hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Soccer Games: - 20% for one hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Swimming (and bounce house/maze craze type places): -50% for duration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Taylar has PE at 9am this year so she usually tests after it.&amp;nbsp; Where it is so early in the day and so close to eating breakfast we haven't had any problems with lows which is a good thing.&amp;nbsp; Plus, her&amp;nbsp;morning snack time is at 10:45, about one hour after PE ends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. How do you manage Pizza, Macaroni and Cheese, or any other "difficult to manage" foods?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza, pizza, oh how we love thee.&amp;nbsp; Taylar loves pizza.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't?&amp;nbsp; I remember reading about pizza when she was first diagnosed and wondering what they heck the big deal was.&amp;nbsp; Well, I sure found out first hand.&amp;nbsp; Now that I get it, we use the extended bolus feature&amp;nbsp;on her pump.&amp;nbsp; Bolus 35g carbs (depending) per slice giving her 50% now and extending 50% over 4 hours.&amp;nbsp; We just did this the other day when she had pizza at a party for lunch and she was 90 before bed! Yipee!&amp;nbsp; If we have pizza for dinner, however, I add a unit to the calculated bolus from the pump and then continue with the 50/50 extended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pizza is the worst, but we also extend on ice cream.&amp;nbsp; Usually 50/50 over 2 hours takes care of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. How do you prefer to manage your logs/data?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I have an on again, off again, relationship with Taylar's "frog log".&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you know what I mean right?&amp;nbsp; I have about 4 of them from the hospital&amp;nbsp;and I do prefer to do it the old fashioned way and just write things down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We also download her pump to the computer and can look at it that way as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And that's Taylar's naked pancreas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-5298029516142520637?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5298029516142520637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/naked-pancreas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5298029516142520637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5298029516142520637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/11/naked-pancreas.html' title='Naked Pancreas!'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7476040789025565351</id><published>2010-10-15T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T07:53:11.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hungry Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinnabon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinnamon rolls'/><title type='text'>D-Feast Friday - ﻿Gooey Cinnamon Rolls with Cream Cheese Icing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&amp;amp;postid=09Jul2010&amp;amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TLhhZcw7gDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/F2aGybBqB1M/s1600/Dfeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever been at the mall and walked by &lt;a href="http://www.cinnabon.com/"&gt;Cinnabon&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp; The smell of those cinnamon rolls baking is intoxicating in my opinion.&amp;nbsp; They are also loaded with &lt;a href="http://cinnabon.com/media/15381/cinnabon_nutrition.pdf"&gt;carbs, calories, and fat&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong I've had&amp;nbsp;one once or twice but&amp;nbsp;certainly not since D has entered our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygirl.com/"&gt;Hungry Girl, Lisa Lillien's&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;version of "Gooey Cinnamon Rolls with Cream Cheese Icing".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Let's be honest, they don't compare to a huge Cinnabon roll, but they are good and fun for kids to make.&amp;nbsp; It is a better alternative plus you won't feel guilty after eating one of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="240" src="http://www.hungry-girl.com/sectionimg/5125cinnamonrolls_sml.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" vspace="5" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture taken from "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hungry-Girl-Under-Recipes-Calories/dp/0312556179/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1287153179&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Hungry Girl 200 under 200&lt;/a&gt;" cookbook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gooey Cinnamon Rolls with Cream Cheese Icing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;For Dough:&amp;nbsp; 1 pkg. Crescent Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For Filling:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/4C brown sugar (not packed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/4C Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2T Butter at room temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 1/2 tsp Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/8 tsp Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For Icing:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/4C Cool Whip, thawed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;3T cream cheese at room temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1T Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Preheat oven to 375 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Combine all filling ingredients making sure butter is incorporated evenly.&amp;nbsp; Set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Combine all icing ingredients until smooth and chill in fridge to set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Remove dough from package and knead into a ball using flour if necessary to help prevent sticking.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Using a rolling pin dusted lightly with flour, very firmly roll out dough into a thin sheet about 8x12 inches.&amp;nbsp; Spray the dough evenly with spray butter or an additional tablespoon of melted butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Spread filling out evenly over dough, leaving a 1/2inch border around edges.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Starting with a long side of the dough, roll it up tightly, forming a log.&amp;nbsp; Once dough is completely rolled up, pinch the long seam to seal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Working with the seamside down, use a sharp knife to cut the log into 8 even pieces, being careful not to squish the dough. (A serrated bread knife is your best bet here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Arrange rolls in a baking pan swirl sides facing up. (I like to put them in a muffin tin!)&amp;nbsp; Press down on the tops of the pieces to flatten slightly and pinch side seams if necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Cover pan with foil.&amp;nbsp; Bake 8 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Remove foil and bake for an additional 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Distribute icing over rolls and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Makes 8 servings&lt;br /&gt;126 calories and 18.5g carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7476040789025565351?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7476040789025565351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-gooey-cinnamon-rolls.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7476040789025565351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7476040789025565351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-gooey-cinnamon-rolls.html' title='D-Feast Friday - ﻿Gooey Cinnamon Rolls with Cream Cheese Icing'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TLhhZcw7gDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/F2aGybBqB1M/s72-c/Dfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-493723850578871032</id><published>2010-10-09T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T19:00:57.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trampoline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm just going to cut to the chase here.&amp;nbsp; Taylar slept over her friend's house last night.&amp;nbsp; Yep, I LET her sleep at a friends.&amp;nbsp; A non-D friend at that.&amp;nbsp; This is her first sleep over with a non-family member so this was a huge deal.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I'm glad it's over but we all did survive.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If anything it was a great hands-on learning experience for Taylar's friend's Mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Taylar's&amp;nbsp;bags were packed and she was on her way at 5:00 on&amp;nbsp;Friday.&amp;nbsp; I equipped the Mom with everything Taylar could possibly need in any circumstance that may arise.&amp;nbsp; I had written things down and even gave her our Calorie King book.&amp;nbsp; It all began with dinner (No phone call! This Mom is good!&amp;nbsp; Of course I was hoping for a call but she had already told me what they were going to have so I gave her a guesstimate of the carbs.)&amp;nbsp;Blood sugar of 135.&amp;nbsp; Nice.&amp;nbsp; I got my first&amp;nbsp;phone call&amp;nbsp;around&amp;nbsp;7:00 for dessert.&amp;nbsp; The kids were&amp;nbsp;jumping on the trampoline and Taylar was now testing at 62.&amp;nbsp; Those stinkin' trampolines.&amp;nbsp; Every time that girl has fun jumping around on one she goes low.&amp;nbsp; No worries though.&amp;nbsp; She had some juice and then her ice cream and was back in range after that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;At 10:35 I hadn't heard anything about a "bedtime" reading so I called over there.&amp;nbsp; They were ending a movie but the Mom had Taylar test and she called me right back.&amp;nbsp; 165.&amp;nbsp; Ok, that's a good bedtime number.&amp;nbsp; I was SO nervous though.&amp;nbsp; That's a good number if I'm going to check her again at midnight...especially after the trampoline incident.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You know how it is.&amp;nbsp; You get all those&amp;nbsp;negative possibilities flowing through your head.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I prayed about it.&amp;nbsp; I prayed again and again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;At 11:40 the phone rang again and it was Taylar.&amp;nbsp; She was fine.&amp;nbsp; She was just calling to say goodnight.&amp;nbsp; I guess they had gone to bed around 11 but&amp;nbsp;she said she couldn't sleep until she called to say goodnight.&amp;nbsp; Awww.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to magically&amp;nbsp;have her come through the phone and be&amp;nbsp;at home.&amp;nbsp; Letting go.&amp;nbsp; Man, this was SO hard.&amp;nbsp; Instead I (prayed again and) went to bed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Somehow I got a decent night's sleep.&amp;nbsp; Taylar was 90 in the morning and eventually came home.&amp;nbsp; Looking back I'm so glad that Taylar had her first sleep over!&amp;nbsp; It is so much easier to just say no but she had an absolute ball and I know the next time will be easier....not that I'll have it happen again too soon. :-)&amp;nbsp; I'm proud of how she handled herself and her pump on her own and proud of myself for letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-493723850578871032?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/493723850578871032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/letting-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/493723850578871032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/493723850578871032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2268832918821968049</id><published>2010-10-08T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:00:13.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><title type='text'>D-Feast Friday - Frozen Peanut Butter-and Chocolate Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&amp;amp;postid=09Jul2010&amp;amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvV9GxqZYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eUu195xzQ9w/s1600/Dfeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What is it about chocolate and peanut butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;er together?&amp;nbsp; All I can say is yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Frozen Peanut Butter and Chocolate Pie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 1/2C milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/4C sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2C + 1T creamy peanut butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;3/4 tsp vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2C thawed cool whip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 (6oz.) graham-cracker crust (Or you could make your own!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Chopped dry roasted peanuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2 oz. semisweet chocolate, grated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Combine milk and sugar in saucepan and set over medium-high heat.&amp;nbsp; Cook, stirring constantly, until sugar is dissolved.&amp;nbsp; Remove from heat.&amp;nbsp; Whisk in peanut butter and vanilla until smooth.&amp;nbsp; Pour into a medium bowl and refrigerate until completely cooled, about 1 hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Gently stir cool whip into chilled milk mixture; spoon into crust.&amp;nbsp; Sprinkled with peanuts and grated chocolate.&amp;nbsp; Loosely cover the pie with wax paper, then aluminum foil.&amp;nbsp; Freeze until completely frozen, at least 4 hours, or up to 2 days.&amp;nbsp; Let pie soften at room temperature 20 minutes before serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Serving: 1/8 pie, 34g carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2268832918821968049?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2268832918821968049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-frozen-peanut-butter-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2268832918821968049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2268832918821968049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-frozen-peanut-butter-and.html' title='D-Feast Friday - Frozen Peanut Butter-and Chocolate Pie'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvV9GxqZYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eUu195xzQ9w/s72-c/Dfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7655251635664561763</id><published>2010-10-05T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:37:09.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet T'/><title type='text'>The Walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvJGncJ_oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OoGM-6bXw3s/s1600/58094_1567165253348_1061935352_1634347_6601324_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvJGncJ_oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OoGM-6bXw3s/s320/58094_1567165253348_1061935352_1634347_6601324_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taylar with her photo board that was posted at the walk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This Sunday was our JDRF "Walk to Cure Diabetes".&amp;nbsp; I showed up at 7:30 a.m. with my Mom to help set things up and to run the "New Walkers" information table.&amp;nbsp; It was only about 42 degrees that morning so I was thankful they supplied hot coffee for the volunteers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was so exciting when our team members started to arrive!&amp;nbsp; I loved seeing everyone in their "Sweet T" t-shirts!&amp;nbsp; There were 26 of us who walked and showed up to support Taylar.&amp;nbsp; It truly was heartwarming.&amp;nbsp; Last year things happened so quickly that we only had 8 walkers so to triple our team meant a lot to me.&amp;nbsp; It meant a lot to Taylar to have five of her cousins and&amp;nbsp;three of her&amp;nbsp;friends show up to walk as well.&amp;nbsp; It made it lots of fun to be together.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There was a kid's tent with face painting and such, snacks and drinks, a little traveling zoo type thing, and great raffle prizes.&amp;nbsp; Three people from my team won a raffle item so that was exciting.&amp;nbsp; There were two walk routes this year and we chose to walk the wooded trail.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty cool and I think the kids enjoyed it especially. ﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvOSrnWf4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/2CMyvG-Fg_c/s1600/58094_1567165013342_1061935352_1634341_8121883_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvOSrnWf4I/AAAAAAAAAEk/2CMyvG-Fg_c/s320/58094_1567165013342_1061935352_1634341_8121883_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Heading up to the wooded walking trail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvIpkpJDeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nuB-NarnTmo/s1600/40726_1567163573306_1061935352_1634335_6264132_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvIpkpJDeI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nuB-NarnTmo/s320/40726_1567163573306_1061935352_1634335_6264132_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am happy to say that Sweet T raised just over $3,000 for JDRF!&amp;nbsp; We surpassed our goal that's for sure!&amp;nbsp; To know that our team members were out there getting donations and spreading the word about type 1 diabetes makes me feel truly blessed.&amp;nbsp; I am humbled by the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to all the friends and family members who helped make Sweet T so successful this year.&amp;nbsp; I love you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvPzd4xvOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Q2xkop5Xqtw/s1600/58094_1567165293349_1061935352_1634348_5709703_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvPzd4xvOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Q2xkop5Xqtw/s400/58094_1567165293349_1061935352_1634348_5709703_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;﻿Here is a close up of Taylar's photo board. A cure. What would life be like? Do I even remember?&amp;nbsp; Maybe we won't have to have a walk next year. That is what I pray for every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7655251635664561763?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7655251635664561763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/walk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7655251635664561763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7655251635664561763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/walk.html' title='The Walk'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKvJGncJ_oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/OoGM-6bXw3s/s72-c/58094_1567165253348_1061935352_1634347_6601324_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-8200380811188940020</id><published>2010-10-01T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:23:54.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apples'/><title type='text'>D-Feast Friday - Ham with Apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&amp;amp;postid=09Jul2010&amp;amp;meme=ff"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKYmR3NnLGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_bl45Ep9wcY/s1600/Dfeast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is a great, simple, fall meal that was a hit in our house.&amp;nbsp; Super easy for a weeknight too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4 1/4lb ham steaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 small onion, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3 apples, cored and cut into 1/2" wedges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 1/2 C apple cider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2 tsp Dijon mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1T cornstarch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2T water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lightly brown the ham steaks in a skillet with a little olive oil&amp;nbsp;for about 2 minutes on each side and then set aside.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Add onion to skillet and cook over medium heat stirring until softened, about 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Add apples, cider, and mustard; cook, stirring frequently, until apples are tender, about 5 minutes longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Stir together cornstarch and water in a cup until smooth, then add to skillet.&amp;nbsp; Cook, stirring contantly, until the sauce thickens and bubbles, about 2 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Return ham to skillet and cook until heated through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4 Servings: 1 ham slice and about 1/2C apples with sauce:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;261 calories, 30g Carbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*This recipe is from the Weight Watchers Momentum Cookbook*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-8200380811188940020?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8200380811188940020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-ham-with-apples.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8200380811188940020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8200380811188940020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/10/d-feast-friday-ham-with-apples.html' title='D-Feast Friday - Ham with Apples'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TKYmR3NnLGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/_bl45Ep9wcY/s72-c/Dfeast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2816829461273204616</id><published>2010-09-27T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:01:10.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PDM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basal rate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battle'/><title type='text'>Constant Battle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've pretty much had it with diabetes this week.&amp;nbsp; Last week we were battling high numbers that were driving&amp;nbsp;me crazy!&amp;nbsp; As if trying&amp;nbsp;to figure out a reason for the numbers wasn't bad enough, I have to deal with the thoughts of&amp;nbsp;what it does to&amp;nbsp;Taylar's body.&amp;nbsp; She did get a flu shot which her nurse said could bump her numbers for a couple of days but it went on for a little longer than I was comfortable with so I called the nurse... again.&amp;nbsp; We changed some basal rates around and adjusted her daytime correction factor.&amp;nbsp; Bam!&amp;nbsp; It worked all right.&amp;nbsp; Too much in fact.&amp;nbsp; Low, low, low.&amp;nbsp; Instead of seeing 250 &amp;amp; 300 now we've got a 56, 65, and a wonderful 42.&amp;nbsp; What the heck!?&amp;nbsp; That's not to mention two of her morning numbers being 70 and finding a 65 at 2am which scares the you-know-what out of me.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness I pulled myself out of bed that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sometimes it seems like we just can't win.&amp;nbsp; I don't understand how we can go on doing the same things every day but get different results.&amp;nbsp; She eats basically&amp;nbsp;the same things, at the same times of day, exercises at the same times of day yet with different results every time.&amp;nbsp; It's enough to drive a person crazy.&amp;nbsp; We changed some basal rates back to what they were before this latest change so we'll see what happens tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Diabetes is&amp;nbsp;SO constant and knowing that it isn't going anywhere, anytime soon can be very overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; I would love to just forget about it all for a while.&amp;nbsp; I'd love to forget about carb counting for a day.&amp;nbsp; I would love to let Taylar's little fingers heal from all those finger pricks too.&amp;nbsp; With all those lows we had to recheck recently, I&amp;nbsp;looked at&amp;nbsp;her &lt;a href="http://myomnipod.com/"&gt;PDM&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In a 24 hour period I counted 14 blood sugar tests.&amp;nbsp; That's just wrong, poor thing.&amp;nbsp; I would love to just ask her how her day&amp;nbsp;at school was when she gets off the bus without looking at her to see if she looks pale to me or wondering what her blood sugar is knowing she hasn't tested or eaten since lunch time.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to just leave the house without asking my famous question, "Do you have the PDM?"&amp;nbsp; It really is all consuming.&amp;nbsp; I think about diabetes when I'm with her, when I'm not, when I'm in bed, in my car, out with friends, at the gym... all the time.&amp;nbsp; I didn't invite this intruder into my daughter's&amp;nbsp;life and here I am catering to&amp;nbsp;its demands.&amp;nbsp; It is just a constant battle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2816829461273204616?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2816829461273204616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/constant-battle.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2816829461273204616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2816829461273204616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/constant-battle.html' title='Constant Battle'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2652047021666362191</id><published>2010-09-12T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:09:43.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JDRF sneakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tent'/><title type='text'>JDRF Tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know it's still the weekend for a couple more hours, but I am so excited for&amp;nbsp;next Saturday! There is a community event being held all around my town.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Mom, sister, and I scored a spot to host our own &lt;a href="http://www.jdrf.org/"&gt;JDRF&lt;/a&gt; tent. We have been working so hard the past couple of weeks trying to figure out what to offer that will draw people to our tent because there will be many others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is what we’ve got, how does this sound? We are going to have lots of colorful JDRF balloons decorating our tent, a few posters and a big JDRF banner that they are letting us borrow. We will have coloring sheets for kids and lots of diabetes information sheets. For the money making part of it we are going to sell &lt;a href="http://www.carbsmart.com/flavorice24.html?productid=flavorice24&amp;amp;channelid=FROOG"&gt;sugar free freeze pops&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sugar free cookies that were generously donated from &lt;a href="http://www.sugarfreebakery.net/"&gt;Chatila’s Bakery&lt;/a&gt; and cups of ice cold &lt;a href="http://brands.kraftfoods.com/koolaid/products.aspx"&gt;Kool-Aid Fun Fizz&lt;/a&gt; offered in three different flavors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As another way to raise funds for research we will also be selling paper sneakers in the amounts of $1, $5, and $10 to see how many “steps” closer we can get to a cure! Also, with any donation kids (adults too if they want!) can choose from a sneaker tattoo, or nail polish with custom nail art. Phew! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Would you want to stop by our tent? I’m so excited!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I hope we can handle it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2652047021666362191?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2652047021666362191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/jdrf-tent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2652047021666362191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2652047021666362191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/jdrf-tent.html' title='JDRF Tent'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-1961076495650691195</id><published>2010-09-07T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:13:31.245-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school nurse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pod'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, the first day of third grade went well, but didn't go off without some kind of hiccup.&amp;nbsp; Of course it didn't!&amp;nbsp; That's just how it is when you live in D-world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZIUl_Kr3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/LIyfyihjfGo/s1600/DSC01512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZIUl_Kr3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/LIyfyihjfGo/s320/DSC01512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;First of all let me say that I love the school nurse.&amp;nbsp; She is very thorough and on top of her game.&amp;nbsp; This being our second year with her I could not be happier.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, around snack time, two hours into&amp;nbsp;the school day, Taylar was running a bit high that day which I kind of&amp;nbsp;expected being the first day of school and all.&amp;nbsp; I think it's "normal" (is there is such a thing anymore?) to run high when you mix anxiety and excitement together.&amp;nbsp; At least that's our experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So I wasn't surprised when the phone rang and it was the school nurse.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Well, we're off to a great start here." she said.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm thinking Oh good!!&amp;nbsp;Then she continued, "Taylar bumped her pod on her chair and it's just hanging here with the cannula out."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Wonderful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She was wearing the pod on her back and when she stood up it got caught on the back rest of her chair.&amp;nbsp; I guess they were playing a game and she got up very quickly.&amp;nbsp; So I d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;ropped everything and headed to school for a site change on the first day of school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mind you I live 1/2 mile from the school so I was there in a few minutes but,&amp;nbsp;seriously?&amp;nbsp; Luckily Taylar was great about it and didn't really seemed bothered.&amp;nbsp; If anything I think she was happy to see me being her first day back and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The good part was that I had the nurse do the whole pod change while I was there and was able to watch her.&amp;nbsp; Her hands were shaky but she got through it.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully this won't happen again but if it does, and I happen to not be close by, I'm confident that between the nurse and Taylar (who could do the whole thing herself I'm sure)&amp;nbsp;can handle it without me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Happy new school year everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-1961076495650691195?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1961076495650691195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1961076495650691195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1961076495650691195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZIUl_Kr3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/LIyfyihjfGo/s72-c/DSC01512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7990436187570650251</id><published>2010-08-29T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:20:09.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>A Moment in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.jonasbrothers.com/"&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;/a&gt; concert totally rocked!&amp;nbsp; Those guys are talented!&amp;nbsp; I absolutely enjoyed it and loved being there with Taylar.&amp;nbsp; I've been to many concerts but it has always been with my hubby and sister.&amp;nbsp; It was different, but great&amp;nbsp;being there with her.&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;screamed, danced and sang&amp;nbsp;along through the whole show (Blood sugars pretty high all day because of all the excitement too, but I told myself it didn't matter that day.)&amp;nbsp; Even though we were surrounded by mostly teenagers I was singing and dancing along too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Hey, If you knew&amp;nbsp;what we spent on tickets you would have lived it up too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;During the show there was a "moment" that made it all worth it.&amp;nbsp; I don't even know if you'll understand it but I have to tell you about it.&amp;nbsp; First of all, the name Nick Jonas has become a household name around here.&amp;nbsp; We talk about him checking his blood sugars and what he would chose to eat etc.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty funny but when you listen to their music every single day and have such a strong connection of knowing he has type 1, you start to feel like you know the guy.&amp;nbsp; Taylar has written letters to the Jonas Brothers and everything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyway,&amp;nbsp;Taylar had made a couple of signs for the show.&amp;nbsp; Our seats were dead center&amp;nbsp;3 rows from the stage.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I said 3 rows!!&amp;nbsp; So needless to say when they were singing to us they were literally right in front of us.&amp;nbsp;So here comes Nick down toward the front of the stage playing his guitar.&amp;nbsp; Taylar held up her sign that says, "Nick, You're my type 1".&amp;nbsp; Nick looks at her sign,&amp;nbsp;reads it, looks right in her big brown eyes and&amp;nbsp;gives&amp;nbsp;her the cutest smile and nod as if to say, "oh, you have type 1 like me. I get that."&amp;nbsp; Taylar put her sign down and gave me the biggest giggly hug ever.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile I was trying not to cry seeing how happy she was and how much this meant to her.&amp;nbsp; She was so happy to actually "tell" Nick that she was like him.&amp;nbsp; They have something in common that a lot of people just don't understand.&amp;nbsp; It was definitely a&amp;nbsp;"moment" she won't forget.&amp;nbsp; Even the people behind us said, "Oooh, he just read her sign!"&amp;nbsp; They were happy for Tayar too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZJttMALvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3KTEdCGVbrU/s1600/DSC01476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZJttMALvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3KTEdCGVbrU/s320/DSC01476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nick and Kevin.&amp;nbsp; Yep, we were THAT close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I don't know if you can understand why this was such a big deal to us but it really was.&amp;nbsp; Taylar looks up to Nick Jonas.&amp;nbsp; She looks up to him&amp;nbsp;because&amp;nbsp;he is living out his dreams of making music, making movies, traveling, making tv shows... all while living with type 1 diabetes.&amp;nbsp; He is a perfect&amp;nbsp;example of "you can do anything you want to do".&amp;nbsp; He does not&amp;nbsp;hide his diabetes and he&amp;nbsp;refuses to let it stop him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Who wouldn't want their daughter looking up to someone like that?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's not even to mention that at his age, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Nick Jonas&amp;nbsp;is also&amp;nbsp;the National Chairman of the JDRF Walks to Cure Diabetes this year!&amp;nbsp; Check out his video message &lt;a href="http://www.walk.jdrf.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7990436187570650251?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7990436187570650251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/moment-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7990436187570650251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7990436187570650251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/moment-in-time.html' title='A Moment in Time'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TIZJttMALvI/AAAAAAAAAEM/3KTEdCGVbrU/s72-c/DSC01476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-4157233760196342313</id><published>2010-08-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T20:29:08.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonas Brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick'/><title type='text'>Jonas Obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Taylar has always loved music and dancing.&amp;nbsp; It really is something she is passionate about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This year will be her 5th year of dance lessons and there is always music playing in our house.&amp;nbsp; So enter a music group with a band member who has type one diabetes&amp;nbsp;and you have one obsessed kid.&amp;nbsp; Taylar is officially&amp;nbsp;a bit obsessed with the &lt;a href="http://jonasbrothers.com/"&gt;Jonas Brothers&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The youngest brother &lt;a href="http://www.nickjonasandtheadministration.com/"&gt;Nick&lt;/a&gt; who has type one like her&amp;nbsp;to be exact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On the anniversary of her diagnosis my husband and I gave her tickets to one of their upcoming concerts!&amp;nbsp; We spent waayy too much money on these VIP&amp;nbsp;tickets but it doesn't matter.&amp;nbsp; She deserves it.&amp;nbsp; It was the perfect way to tell her how proud we are of her and the way she has handled all she has been through during this past year.&amp;nbsp; Finger pricks, carb couting, multiple daily injections, switching to a pump... it has been a lot and she has handled it like the "rock star" she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TGn_h5iZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YAMotel7WJk/s400/Copy+of+Caleb2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nick Jonas wrote a song about his diagnosis when he was 13 years old.&amp;nbsp; Here are the lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Little Bit Longer&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Got the news today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Doctor said I had to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I thought it'd all be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I thought it'd all been said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And you don't know what it's like to feel so low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And every time you smile or laugh you glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don't even know, no, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don't even know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All this time goes by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Still no reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Waitin' on a cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But none of them are sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But you don’t know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don’t know what it’s like to feel so low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And every time you smile or laugh you glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don’t even know, no, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don’t even know, no, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don’t even know, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But you don't know what you got 'til it's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And you don't know what it's like to feel so low, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And every time you smile or laugh you glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You don’t even know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I'll wait 'til kingdom come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All the highs and lows are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A little bit longer and I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’ll be fine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-4157233760196342313?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4157233760196342313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/jonas-obsessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4157233760196342313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4157233760196342313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/jonas-obsessed.html' title='Jonas Obsessed'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TGn_h5iZ4iI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YAMotel7WJk/s72-c/Copy+of+Caleb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-8722896152679498184</id><published>2010-08-08T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T22:21:32.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spandex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arm band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OmniPod'/><title type='text'>OmniPod Arm Bands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Taylar has been using the &lt;a href="http://www.myomnipod.com/"&gt;OmniPod&lt;/a&gt; for three months now.&amp;nbsp; We haven't had any pod failures that others have warned me about, and overall&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;very happy with it.&amp;nbsp; There have been a couple times, however,&amp;nbsp;that the pod has been knocked off accidentally.&amp;nbsp; This occurred when Taylar was wearing the pod on her arm.&amp;nbsp; Well, the only solution I could think of was wrapping the pod to her arm somehow.&amp;nbsp; I used an ace bandage type thing, a &lt;a href="http://www.shop3m.com/70200733627.html?cshift_ck=null&amp;amp;client_id=5093"&gt;wrap by 3M that sticks to itself&lt;/a&gt;, and a sock cut off above the heel to create a cuff.&amp;nbsp; These things worked but were not exactly the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Enter me being obsessed by finding a band that works and&amp;nbsp;my mother in law.&amp;nbsp; She can sew anything and makes the most beautiful quilts you've ever seen.&amp;nbsp; To my advantage, she loves it.&amp;nbsp; She has even made clothes for the girls which is a nice.&amp;nbsp; Me?&amp;nbsp; Nah.&amp;nbsp; I can cook, but don't ask me to sew.&amp;nbsp; Maybe a button or two but it's really not my thing.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I ran the idea of some kind of stretchy arm band by her and voila, this is what we've got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TF-Kb4SMlPI/AAAAAAAAADc/1wipai_WWsg/s1600/Armbands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TF-Kb4SMlPI/AAAAAAAAADc/1wipai_WWsg/s320/Armbands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;These are the two bands my mother in law came up with.&amp;nbsp; They are made out of spandex which I thought would be nice and stretchy but would hold the pod in place.&amp;nbsp; Taylar says they are comfortable to wear.&amp;nbsp; The flower decal is a nice added touch.&amp;nbsp; Because it is made of spandex, Taylar wears hers in the water too with no problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The only change since these pictures were taken is that we (by "we" I mean my mother in law! I don't sew remember!?) added a bit of elastic half way around the top and bottom of the arm band.&amp;nbsp; This really keeps it from sliding down over the smooth pod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I told her we should market them because I've found nothing like this around!&amp;nbsp; Pod users...what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-8722896152679498184?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8722896152679498184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/omnipod-arm-bands.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8722896152679498184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/8722896152679498184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/omnipod-arm-bands.html' title='OmniPod Arm Bands'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TF-Kb4SMlPI/AAAAAAAAADc/1wipai_WWsg/s72-c/Armbands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-5394075079787350681</id><published>2010-08-03T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:38:06.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Date I Can't Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;August 4, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One year ago. On that day I was told that my then 7 year old daughter Taylar has type 1 diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One year ago today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I felt like I was outside of my own body as I listened to my daughter cry and yell "I want to go home!" while a nurse put an IV in her small arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I watched with a queasy stomach and fear of needles while my daughter received numerous insulin shots every few hours that doctors said would lower her 700+ blood sugar level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I watched Taylar while she slept in her hospital bed and finally let myself cry about her lifelong diagnosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I learned words like hypoglycemia, autoimmune, hyperglycemia, ketoacidosis, insulin, endocrinologist, glucagon, humalog, NPH, glucometer, and hemoglobin a1c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember being gently reprimanded for letting Taylar eat a snack that I didn't realize should have been saved for her next snack time, two hours later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As I lay in the darkness of the hospital I pictured Taylar going to college and calling home saying she forgot her medicine and how frantic I would be. I pictured her wedding day and made a mental note that she would need a short sleeved dress for shots, and thought of how much I will worry about her health if she and her husband had a baby. Suddenly, although she was only 7, her life flashed before me knowing it would be different now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I took carb counting classes and a lot of other training sessions that completely exhausted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I didn't know how I was going to handle all of this. I couldn't help but focus on the foreverness of this disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One year ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I fought off the nausea that was rising in my stomach and drew up a needle full of insulin and injected it into Taylar's arm knowing I would have to do that every single day, multiple times per day if I wanted her to be healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I began to hate math even more than I did in school. So THIS is what they meant by saying, "You may need this math some day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I reluctantly cleared out a kitchen cabinet and filled it with diabetes supplies like syringes, alcohol swabs, insulin, glucose tabs, lancets, lancing devices, blood glucose meters, blood glucose test strips, bandaids, ketone blood strips, ketostix, the ever-feared glucagon, a few log books, Calorie King, lists of important phone numbers... and anything else I may have forgotten to mention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I began to face type one diabetes head on without an opportunity to ever, ever stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I cried often.&amp;nbsp;I was hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One year ago our lives changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----fast forward----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;August 4, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In some ways it seems like this last year has flown by but at the same time I feel like I've been doing this diabetes thing forever. It's a strange feeling. And now that it is one year, what do we do? Celebrate it? Ignore it? It's a weird day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now that I am in a better place emotionally and mentally, I can look back at those first few weeks I can see how far we have all come. I eventually got over my sick stomach when giving Taylar shots and I found a good calculator to help with calculating carbs and insulin! I try to not think of the foreverness.... but on bad days it's hard not to. We have participated in one JDRF "walk to cure" and I am on the walk committee for the next one. I am trying to educate people and raise awareness about type one diabetes by manning a JDRF tent at a local community event in September. Yes, I have come a long way. But you know what? It's not really about me. Let's talk about Taylar here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This girl is amazing. The daily routine that she has put up with for a year astounds me. She is just so brave and strong and amazing and happy and....She inspires me! I could go on! She has also inspired others as well. Her nurse used Taylar as a "model" for a young girl deciding if she should go on a pump or not. Taylar sat in on their appointment and answered questions the girl and her mom had like a professional. When the appointment was over and the door was closing I heard the girl say, "I want that pump Mom." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I received an email from a friend of mine, sent to me, but addressed to Taylar, about two months ago. Her son was diagnosed with type 1 about four years ago and absolutely refuses to talk about using an insulin pump. In this email my friend went on to tell me that because of seeing how brave Taylar and how she is handling her diabetes, it encouraged her to talk more with her son about using a pump. She used Taylar as an example and actually thanked Taylar! Just for being herself. Oh, his pump start date is in 5 days.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Not every day in the life of diabetes is a good one, but nine times out of ten, my girl doesn't complain. I don't know how she does it. I am truly blessed.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't mean that we don't have bad days or that I don't cry anymore.&amp;nbsp; I feel safe here to say that I still do sometimes.&amp;nbsp; The difference is that I now know better how to handle things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I can count carbs.&amp;nbsp; I know what numbers mean and how to calculate them.&amp;nbsp; I can draw up a syringe and give injections if I have to (although I'm sure glad Taylar's pump does this part for me now).&amp;nbsp;I have the confidence now to do it.&amp;nbsp; I can do this.&amp;nbsp; I never thought I would say that but here I am one year later actually starting to believe it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-5394075079787350681?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5394075079787350681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-4-2009-one-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5394075079787350681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5394075079787350681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-4-2009-one-year-ago.html' title='A Date I Can&apos;t Forget'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2507983171006547755</id><published>2010-07-28T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:26:31.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud'/><title type='text'>Good Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, I admit that I think about diabetes A LOT and worry about Taylar A LOT especially with all these summer activities she has been going to.&amp;nbsp; But overall, I feel&amp;nbsp;like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;in a good spot with this diabetic life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(I can't believe I just typed that.)&amp;nbsp; Taylar's numbers have been pretty good besides the occasional nasty high or (less frequent) low.&amp;nbsp; Her A1C, although not perfect, was down 4 points since last time, and we have just been enjoying the summer.&amp;nbsp; Ice cream treats and all!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I truly believe it is&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;grace of God that has put me in this place and&amp;nbsp;I praise Him for that.&amp;nbsp; I think that is why there haven't been any posts from me here!&amp;nbsp; I've actually been enjoying life a little!&amp;nbsp; It's been a year since Taylar's diagnosis.&amp;nbsp; Well, one week from today will be one year.&amp;nbsp; We have come a long way and although it still is a daily battle, I feel like I've learned to handle what comes rather than react and play the blame game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;In this year, I've learned that diabetes is a big, fat, scary monster that will always do what it wants to do.&amp;nbsp; I do my best to control it, but I've realized that this monster is going to put its foot down&amp;nbsp;no matter how hard I try to beat it.&amp;nbsp; It will probably always one-up me but&amp;nbsp;I'm learning to accept that and educate myself further so that maybe I can at least tame this monster.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;As for Taylar... oh my goodness, I could not be any prouder of her if I tried.&amp;nbsp; She seriously has turned into a rock star at managing her diabetes.&amp;nbsp; She has been to many church functions, friend's houses, and even a summer school cooking class.&amp;nbsp; In each situation, with little&amp;nbsp;or no guidance, she has been absolutely amazing at managing and monitoring herself.&amp;nbsp; Let me remind you, she just turned eight in May!&amp;nbsp; I don't know if it's the &lt;a href="http://www.myomnipod.com/"&gt;OmniPod&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that is helping her, but she truly has grown in this past year and has inspired me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2507983171006547755?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2507983171006547755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-place.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2507983171006547755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2507983171006547755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-place.html' title='Good Place'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7696292788957060491</id><published>2010-07-04T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:14:26.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JDRF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet T'/><title type='text'>Team Sweet T's Walk Video for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been working on our "Walk to Cure Diabetes" video for this year's JDRF walk in October.&amp;nbsp; This is my first attempt at doing anything like this!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Check it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/qi9hRQHpl98/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qi9hRQHpl98&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qi9hRQHpl98&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7696292788957060491?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7696292788957060491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/team-sweet-ts-walk-video-for-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7696292788957060491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7696292788957060491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/team-sweet-ts-walk-video-for-2010.html' title='Team Sweet T&apos;s Walk Video for 2010'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3045459227070333547</id><published>2010-07-03T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:15:32.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Talk about blog slacker.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, it's summertime.&amp;nbsp; I've already been enjoying it, believe me!&amp;nbsp; I do pop onto facebook for updates but I haven't made the time for my blog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;As I sit here tonight there is a constant drum of firecrackers exploding outside.&amp;nbsp; I'm surprised the girls are staying asleep!&amp;nbsp; Speaking of the girls, they have been so wonderful lately.&amp;nbsp; I know that Taylar is enjoying being home from school&amp;nbsp;and Carissa is thrilled to have her big sister to play with.&amp;nbsp; I'm just hoping that I'm lucky enough for it to last for the whole summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On the diabetes side of things, Taylar has been on the OmniPod for just under&amp;nbsp;two months now.&amp;nbsp; After a rocky start things definitely evened out and got much better.&amp;nbsp; But you know how it is, that didn't last long as it is still a daily battle.&amp;nbsp; Today has been down right awful!&amp;nbsp; I should have known&amp;nbsp;when she woke up at 206.&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many corrections for highs&amp;nbsp;Taylar has gotten today.&amp;nbsp; I just don't get it... and actually don't feel like talking about it.&amp;nbsp; But obviously something made me hang out here at my blog.&amp;nbsp; Well, at least a little venting is better than none.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Taylar's going to bed number tonight was 232.&amp;nbsp; Taylar looks at me and says, "Mom, I wish I could go down my throat, take my pancreas out and punch it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was all for it.&amp;nbsp; Hey, maybe it would make it start working again. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow will be another day.&amp;nbsp; A better day......I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Happy 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Update since last night's post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When I went up to check Taylar after all those highs ALL day, she was 51 at midnight!&amp;nbsp; I have no explanation.&amp;nbsp; I could have used a "Duck Diabetes" shirt today.&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3045459227070333547?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3045459227070333547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/highs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3045459227070333547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3045459227070333547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/07/highs.html' title='Highs'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-5210699033643744755</id><published>2010-06-12T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:08:17.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>Just what the Doctor Ordered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shortly after Taylar was diagnosed I craved to have someone to talk to and who could relate with me. I wanted to talk with another parent who goes through the same daily struggles as I do.&amp;nbsp; I had reached out to a local&amp;nbsp;organization&amp;nbsp;that helps families in our situation in need of resources or finances.&amp;nbsp; I told the lady that there should be a diabetes support group.&amp;nbsp; She went through her files and made up a list of her type 1 diabetes clients, asked their permission to share emails, and sent out a group email with everyone's information on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The email sat there in my inbox, and everyone else's I suppose, for weeks.&amp;nbsp; After a rough d-day, I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; finally bit the bullet and wrote a group email to those on the contact list&amp;nbsp;introducing myself and my connection with diabetes.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who know me&amp;nbsp;I'm pretty&amp;nbsp;shy&amp;nbsp;so I was quite proud of myself for taking the first step.&amp;nbsp; After all, I was the one who asked for the group in the first place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sure enough people replied,&amp;nbsp;telling their own stories and thanking me for being&amp;nbsp;the first one to speak up.&amp;nbsp; There was one lady in particular who&amp;nbsp;also emailed me&amp;nbsp;separately from the group about possibly wanting to get together because her daughter is only a year older than Taylar.&amp;nbsp; I mentioned I'm kinda shy right?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, long story short, last night we got together.&amp;nbsp; I invited my&amp;nbsp;friend to go with me along with her daughter who was diagnosed a year ago and goes to Taylar's school.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Us three moms and the three girls got along great.&amp;nbsp; It was quite an experience.&amp;nbsp; It's crazy how from the moment I got out of the car I felt like I knew so much about this woman, yet we had never met before.&amp;nbsp; I suddenly wasn't as shy as I think I am.&amp;nbsp; Diabetes has changed me.&amp;nbsp; I was comfortable laughing with her, crying with her, and just sharing stories from the heart.&amp;nbsp; We shared stories that other people may think are insignificant or&amp;nbsp;silly but we all "got it".&amp;nbsp; That's the hardest thing about the big "D".&amp;nbsp; People just don't get it unless they live it... every.&amp;nbsp; single.&amp;nbsp; day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;This new friend's da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ughter was diagnosed at age 3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It amazes me that after six years she&amp;nbsp;she is still wanting to reach out and connect with other people.&amp;nbsp; It felt so good to hear someone else's stories, whether good, bad,&amp;nbsp;funny, or&amp;nbsp;sad, and say, "I know exactly what you mean!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got to her house at 6:30 and didn't leave&amp;nbsp;until 11:30!&amp;nbsp; Talk about out of my character!&amp;nbsp; I am such a stickler about bed time.&amp;nbsp; Ah well, it was a wonderful night and&amp;nbsp;just what the doctor ordered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-5210699033643744755?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5210699033643744755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-what-doctor-ordered.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5210699033643744755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/5210699033643744755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-what-doctor-ordered.html' title='Just what the Doctor Ordered'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3885516853335122121</id><published>2010-06-07T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:04:46.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temp basal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='follow-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pennsylvania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ricketts Glen'/><title type='text'>Pennsylvania</title><content type='html'>So we are 4 days shy of pumping for one month.&amp;nbsp; In some ways it seems like yesterday and then sometimes it seems like we've been doing this forever.&amp;nbsp; Taylar's numbers have been slightly more cooperative but we have still seen our share of lows and highs.&amp;nbsp; I had it in my head that going on the pump would be a quick fix.&amp;nbsp; Boy was I wrong!&amp;nbsp; It's still a lot of work, if not more.&amp;nbsp; I am guessing it will get easier and&amp;nbsp;I shouldn't complain seeing so we're only a month in.&amp;nbsp; When Taylar was first diagnosed, it took a while to figure out her shots too.&amp;nbsp; I'm just being impatient I guess. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More changes were made on Friday at her first pump follow-up appointment so I'm back to getting up at 12 &amp;amp; 3am.&amp;nbsp; Well, I really haven't stopped checking her in the middle of the night but lately if her midnight check was in her range I would sleep through until the morning.&amp;nbsp; I was actually starting to feel like a person again!&amp;nbsp; But, not so fast!&amp;nbsp; Back to checking.&amp;nbsp; Ah well, that's okay.&amp;nbsp; It gives me peace of mind anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TA00ERUZ0YI/AAAAAAAAACk/1tu2wYzbJck/s1600/waterfall1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TA00ERUZ0YI/AAAAAAAAACk/1tu2wYzbJck/s320/waterfall1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Taylar and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.visitpa.com/index.aspx"&gt;Pennsylvania&lt;/a&gt; last weekend.&amp;nbsp; We drove.&amp;nbsp; For six hours.&amp;nbsp; I was dreading what this was going to do to her numbers, but I nailed it by using temp basal rates for the latter part of the drive.&amp;nbsp; You certainly can't do that on NPH!&amp;nbsp; (I had to pat myself on the back for that one.&amp;nbsp; Of course then we had pizza for dinner and, well, that was the end of that.&amp;nbsp; But I'll save that for another time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went for a hike at the beautiful &lt;a href="http://www.rickettsglen.info/"&gt;Ricketts Glen&lt;/a&gt; in PA.&amp;nbsp; It's famous for the many waterfalls that you see along your way up the mountain.&amp;nbsp; If we lived closer I would be there all the time.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, we did not complete the whole&amp;nbsp;trail to the top&amp;nbsp;because I didn't think Taylar could make it the whole seven miles AND we were hiking with my almost-8- months pregnant sister!&amp;nbsp; Both of them did great though :)&amp;nbsp; An hour in Taylar's reading was 120 and that was after having a juice box.&amp;nbsp; We still had a ways to go and I did not want to deal with a low on the side of a mountain!&amp;nbsp; Now here is a huge reason why I love the &lt;a href="http://myomnipod.com/"&gt;OmniPod&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; All I did was&amp;nbsp;set her pod on a temporary basal of -25% for one hour.&amp;nbsp; It took us just about an hour to complete the hike and when we were done her reading was 150.&amp;nbsp; Yipee!&amp;nbsp; I called that one a success too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TA00TQ2kT9I/AAAAAAAAACs/dYUUgZgt3kc/s1600/waterfall2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TA00TQ2kT9I/AAAAAAAAACs/dYUUgZgt3kc/s320/waterfall2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This&amp;nbsp;is the 40 foot waterfall.&amp;nbsp; They kept getting bigger and bigger as we hiked. Just beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I'm still learning and still hanging in there. There are only 9 days of school left for Taylar and I'm very excited about that.&amp;nbsp; I'm planning on enjoying this summer to its fullest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3885516853335122121?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3885516853335122121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/pennsylvania.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3885516853335122121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3885516853335122121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/pennsylvania.html' title='Pennsylvania'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/TA00ERUZ0YI/AAAAAAAAACk/1tu2wYzbJck/s72-c/waterfall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3680963841803160395</id><published>2010-06-03T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:23:36.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear jerker</title><content type='html'>A poem in memory of the author, Gary Hempleman, for all children with diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks down the hallway in silence so deep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep watch over him, as her little one sleeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With meter in hand, she opens his door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure not to wake him as she crosses the floor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits on his bedside and brushes his hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he dreams of shooting baskets, without a "D" care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She holds his hand softly; his fingers so small,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she watches and wonders why "D" came to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she watches him sleeping, so peaceful and warm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forces inside him fight a constant "D" storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he ever be free of shots and blood testing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sits and she wonders as she watches him resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beep of the meter breaks the silence of the night;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small drop of blood tells if everything's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seconds count down to the final display,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this damn meter; i want to throw it away.&lt;br /&gt;The number is fine, one down, a lifetime to go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he turns in his sleep, will he ever know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this "D" happen to someone so small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son is my hero, but my baby most of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turns at his doorway, looking back one more time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nightly routine of the very worst kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walks down the hallway and time passes by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she sits in dark silence and quietly cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stay strong, and for him i will fight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll battle this "D" with all of our might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll teach him to master and conquer this foe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "D" will not stop him, i promised him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Gary Hempleman~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3680963841803160395?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3680963841803160395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tear-jerker.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3680963841803160395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3680963841803160395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/06/tear-jerker.html' title='Tear jerker'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-1806897012525881670</id><published>2010-05-25T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:38:33.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basal rate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>Finally a pump update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here I sit on the&amp;nbsp;couch at 3:45&amp;nbsp;am while the rest of the house is asleep.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because diabetes is keeping me up.&amp;nbsp; It has been two weeks since Taylar started using the OmniPod (is that all?) and things have definitely been interesting.&amp;nbsp; Overall her numbers during the day have been pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Actually, no, they've been great.&amp;nbsp;There have been occasional lows which I don't like&amp;nbsp;and am not really used to though.&amp;nbsp; We've handled&amp;nbsp;them he best we could and I'm convinced the change in weather has a lot to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The first week was a bit overwhelming learning all there is to know about the pump but by now we pretty much have it down. (Except for extended bolusing which I'm very anxious&amp;nbsp;to use&amp;nbsp;especially for when we eat pizza.&amp;nbsp; But I&amp;nbsp;won't get into that now because&amp;nbsp;"Taylar vs Pizza" could be a blog all it's own!)&amp;nbsp; Of course the biggest benefit is not drawing up syringes or dialing up insulin pens.&amp;nbsp; I hardly use the sharps container anymore which has been a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So part of this whole thing has been checking Taylar overnight at 12am and 3am.&amp;nbsp; Oh yes, that has been a blast, let me tell you.&amp;nbsp; I've tried handling it in different ways.&amp;nbsp; Staying up until 12 to test, trying to sleep before getting up at midnight, attempting a nap during the day.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, it doesn't matter how I do it because in the end it leaves me T I R E D!&amp;nbsp; And, like tonight, sometimes it leaves me A W A K E!&amp;nbsp; Just can't win sometimes I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Before dinner last night&amp;nbsp;we changed her pod site to her back.&amp;nbsp; She never put it there before so I was a little nervous that it might hurt.&amp;nbsp; But like usual,&amp;nbsp;Taylar took a few deep breaths and moved on.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;For these two&amp;nbsp;weeks we have been adjusting the basal rate set for 8pm - 12am to bring down her midnight highs.&amp;nbsp; And we're talking 272, 365, 488, and 255 just to name a few numbers from this week.&amp;nbsp; Lovely, huh?&amp;nbsp; It started out at .3 basal rate.&amp;nbsp; Up to .35, up to .40.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't really matter what we changed it to, she's still high at that time.&amp;nbsp; Talk about frustration!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I called our nurse educator (yet again) and left a message saying I assume I should up it to .45.&amp;nbsp; She called me back laughing saying, "Hey, you don't need me anymore."&amp;nbsp; (Yeah right!)&amp;nbsp; So tonight .45 it is.&amp;nbsp; That sounded like a lot, it should do the trick.&amp;nbsp; Right after changing the pod I made the basal rate change for the night.&amp;nbsp;Blood sugar check was 120 before bed.&amp;nbsp; Her target!&amp;nbsp; Ooh, happy Momma!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So bedtime....I went through the whole bedtime routine and Taylar started complaining that the site hurts.&amp;nbsp; Mind you we just changed it 3 1/2 hours prior.&amp;nbsp; She tried laying in different positions but she really seemed uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp; After about 30 minutes of trying to convince her that it was fine (because yah, I would know how it feels right? Not!) we changed the site.&amp;nbsp; This was a first.&amp;nbsp; It was a new pod and it was now 8:30 (She's usually asleep by 8pm)&amp;nbsp;and Taylar needs her beauty sleep.&amp;nbsp; (I'll just leave out the part that I had planned on grabbing my iPod and going for a nice long walk by myself after she was in bed.&amp;nbsp;Note to self: Never plan something for yourself because chances are&amp;nbsp;it probably won't actually happen.)&amp;nbsp; Let the frustration kick in here.&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&amp;nbsp; The site looked fine but obviously it didn't feel very good, poor kid.&amp;nbsp; We did what we had to do and&amp;nbsp;by 9pm she was back in bed and sound asleep.&amp;nbsp; I pouted as I folded laundry and then had some ice cream with praline sprinkles.&amp;nbsp; (Hmm, probably not the best decision but my emotional eating could be yet another&amp;nbsp;blog all on its own!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Midnight check at the new, increased again, basal rate was... 273.&amp;nbsp; Waahhhh!?!&amp;nbsp; I gave a correction and rechecked at 3am...201.&amp;nbsp; What the?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So THAT is why I'm sitting here in front of the computer while everyone else is sleeping.&amp;nbsp; The diabetes monster is having its way with me and won't get out of my head.&amp;nbsp; I'll call our nurse educator in the morning to see what in the world we should do again.&amp;nbsp; ::sigh::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh my goodness, it's 4:30am and I hear&amp;nbsp;birds chirping outside!&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should try and go back to sleep now.&amp;nbsp; My hubby leaves for work&amp;nbsp;in an hour&amp;nbsp;and my youngest, Carissa will be up about an hour after that though.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should just stay up.........Actually, maybe I should grab the iPod afterall and take that walk.&amp;nbsp; But sshhhh, don't tell anyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-1806897012525881670?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1806897012525881670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-pump-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1806897012525881670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1806897012525881670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-pump-update.html' title='Finally a pump update!'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7975120460187796670</id><published>2010-05-21T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T05:50:43.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hungry Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yogurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool whip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate cake'/><title type='text'>Foodie Friday - Mini Microwave Triple Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Who doesn’t like chocolate cake? It is an involved process to make a chocolate cake from scratch including all that yummy frosting, however, which happens to be a good thing in a house with a child who has diabetes. This certainly isn’t like my Mom’s birthday cakes but it serves a purpose for dulling the urge for chocolate cake. On occasion the girls make these mini microwave triple chocolate cakes all by themselves for dessert. This recipe comes from my &lt;a href="http://www.hungrygirl.com/"&gt;Hungry Girl&lt;/a&gt; cookbook which I love. All of her recipes are so different and include nutrition facts which is a plus. Here’s the recipe for one individual microwave cake but put out two ramekins and measure the ingredients for two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mini Microwave Triple Chocolate Cake: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per cake w/ topping: 27g carbs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ingredients: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2T &lt;a href="http://www.coolwhip.com/"&gt;cool whip&lt;/a&gt; free, thawed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1T &lt;a href="http://www.hersheys.com/recipes/products/info/syrup.asp"&gt;Hershey’s Lite chocolate syrup&lt;/a&gt;, divided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2T devil’s food cake mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1T vanilla yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the topping, stir together Cool Whip and half of the chocolate syrup. Put this in the freezer for firm up a bit while you make the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In a very small microwave-safe dish (like a ramekin), combine cake mix and yogurt. Stir until smooth and blended. It doesn’t seem like much but it will puff up as it cooks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Microwave for 1 minute. Allow to cool for 3 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remove chocolatey whipped topping from freezer and spoon over your cake. Drizzle with the remaining chocolate syrup on top. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7975120460187796670?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7975120460187796670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/foodie-friday-mini-microwave-triple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7975120460187796670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7975120460187796670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/foodie-friday-mini-microwave-triple.html' title='Foodie Friday - Mini Microwave Triple Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3550512845975998746</id><published>2010-05-17T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:27:54.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never.... If There Was a Cure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S_GJhsRZWQI/AAAAAAAAACc/NC4n1krPQH0/s1600/DBlgWk2010.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="47" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S_GJhsRZWQI/AAAAAAAAACc/NC4n1krPQH0/s400/DBlgWk2010.gif" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have had quite a week.&amp;nbsp; Taylar has been on the pump for 6 days now and the tiredness and newness is taking&amp;nbsp;a toll on me.&amp;nbsp; I had every intention of taking part in the daily diabetes blog, but I just couldn't keep up.&amp;nbsp; I had a good cry yesterday, pulled myself up off the floor, put it behind me&amp;nbsp;and feel a bit better today.&amp;nbsp; Eventhough blog week is over, I have to participate in the "if there was a cure" day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would no longer pray for a cure, but instead praise God that one was found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would sleep soundly at night and not become stressed if Taylar slept in a bit in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wouldn't hate myself for leaving small bruises on Taylar's arms and buttocks from giving her injections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would re-gain a kitchen cabinet that right now it stocked wtih diabetes supplies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wouldn't withhold or force food based on what blood sugar numbers are on the meter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In fact, I would throw away our meters, lancets, lancing devices, test strips for glucose and ketones, control solution, pods, insulin, alcohol wipes, pens,&amp;nbsp;glucose tabs, glucagon, syringes, and anything else I missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would erase the&amp;nbsp;phone number to Children's Hospital from my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would not panic if I left the house during the day and left&amp;nbsp;my cell phone on the counter by mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would drop Taylar off at her friends' houses or at their birthday parties without having to give explanations or just staying myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would let Taylar swim, jump, run, and dance for twelve hours straight if she wanted to and not once stop her to do a test or drink juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would not hear another child ask, "Hey, what's that thing?" in reference to Taylar's new pump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would not cry as often as I sometimes do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would not miss filling out paperwork for school and activities that include a heatlh history.&amp;nbsp; It would be like it used to be....blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would enjoy cooking and baking again because I wouldn't have to worry about the carb counts of foods.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would never look up food in Calorie King anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would take the kids out for hot fudge sundaes and only leave the house with my wallet.&amp;nbsp; No supplies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would be overjoyed and thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3550512845975998746?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3550512845975998746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-late-than-never-if-there-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3550512845975998746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3550512845975998746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-late-than-never-if-there-was.html' title='Better late than never.... If There Was a Cure...'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S_GJhsRZWQI/AAAAAAAAACc/NC4n1krPQH0/s72-c/DBlgWk2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3597308209699424058</id><published>2010-05-14T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T06:43:17.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Let's get moving. Exercise.</title><content type='html'>O&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;kay, so I missed a couple of days...but hopefully I'm back and will have time to participate the rest of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-xM0oQ0YoI/AAAAAAAAACU/2BO9RgMJEqk/s1600/DBlgWk2010.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="47" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-xM0oQ0YoI/AAAAAAAAACU/2BO9RgMJEqk/s400/DBlgWk2010.gif" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How do we get moving?&amp;nbsp; Well, we are a family that likes to be outside so weather permitting, after school the girls are outside.&amp;nbsp; Now that Taylar rides her bike well&amp;nbsp; and spring has sprung, we go for bikes rides very often together.&amp;nbsp; We usually go for about two miles.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have a bike bag attached to my bike so I always keep some glucose tabs in there.&amp;nbsp; I also try to remember to grab Taylar's monitor, my cell phone, and a water bottle too.&amp;nbsp; We have never run into a problem blood sugar wise when we've gone on a bike ride but it's good to be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Swimming!&amp;nbsp; Taylar is a fish and loves to swim!&amp;nbsp; I can barely talk to her when she's in the water because she is constantly underwater doing flips and handstands.&amp;nbsp; My parents live a mile away and have a pool that we visit very often in the summertime.&amp;nbsp; In addition my in-laws have a place on a lake that we visit on weekends in the summer as well.&amp;nbsp; I have never been successful telling Taylar to take a break from the water at the lake so I'm interested as to how this summer is going to go.&amp;nbsp; I plan on stocking up on some gatorade or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's not exactly "pool weather" here in New Hampshire yet but since August every time Taylar has gone swimming at a hotel or at the local &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salembgc.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Boys and Girls&amp;nbsp;Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; she has gone low.&amp;nbsp; I just recently figured out how to handle it though.&amp;nbsp; The solution was simple really.&amp;nbsp; At first I would&amp;nbsp;have Taylar do a blood sugar test and have a snack before she swims.&amp;nbsp; This wasn't enough because her swimming is so strenuous.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In addition to testing and having a snack I bring a juice box along and have her sip away at it every 15 minutes or so.&amp;nbsp; Since adding the juice she has not gone low when swimming.&amp;nbsp; I do, however,&amp;nbsp;watch her blood sugar for a few hours afterwards though because sometimes she is a victim of the lag effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;On her own Taylar is always dancing and performing for us!&amp;nbsp; I would have to say that dancing is the most consistent form of exercise she gets.&amp;nbsp; We are always summoned to her room to watch her latest routine to some great NickJonas music!&amp;nbsp; She has been taking dance for 5 years and the girl is only 8!&amp;nbsp; It is her first love and great exercise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Whether you walk, bike, dance or swim, it doesn't matter.&amp;nbsp; Just get out there and move!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3597308209699424058?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3597308209699424058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-4-lets-get-moving-exercise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3597308209699424058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3597308209699424058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-4-lets-get-moving-exercise.html' title='Let&apos;s get moving. Exercise.'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-xM0oQ0YoI/AAAAAAAAACU/2BO9RgMJEqk/s72-c/DBlgWk2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-884713418295153909</id><published>2010-05-11T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T07:30:01.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trampoline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut buter'/><title type='text'>Making the Low Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-i22DhYQTI/AAAAAAAAACM/nUuRpJmmm5Q/s1600/DBlgWk2010.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="47" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-i22DhYQTI/AAAAAAAAACM/nUuRpJmmm5Q/s400/DBlgWk2010.gif" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Day2: Making the low go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;How we treated two recent lows Taylar had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Last night's meter reading: 64... at midnight.&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&amp;nbsp; Too much jumping on the new trampoline so close to bedtime.&amp;nbsp; BUT I'm so glad I followed my instinct and checked her at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I urged her to drink 2 oz. juice and eat a 2 oz. chunk of banana spread with peanut butter to make it last a little longer.&amp;nbsp; I rechecked at 2am and she was 146.&amp;nbsp; Zzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Meter reading: 45 after school yesterday.&amp;nbsp; (I have no idea where this came from but I instantly went into stress mode.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Taylar had 2 watermelon flavored glucose tabs (which happens to be&amp;nbsp;her new found favorite flavor) and a small spoonful of frosting left over from her birthday cake. (Score!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;After waiting 20 minutes her reading was 96.&amp;nbsp; Not high enough to go to dance class for an hour so she had a graham cracker with peanut butter.&amp;nbsp; We eat the sticky, yummy, nutty&amp;nbsp;stuff a lot in this house.&amp;nbsp; She was 117 after dance/before dinner so we managed this low okay.&amp;nbsp; She was wiped out though after dance and after having such a low, low, poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-884713418295153909?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/884713418295153909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-low-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/884713418295153909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/884713418295153909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-low-go.html' title='Making the Low Go'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-i22DhYQTI/AAAAAAAAACM/nUuRpJmmm5Q/s72-c/DBlgWk2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2602136980687779204</id><published>2010-05-10T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T12:30:11.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NPH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novolog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Topic 1: A day in the life....with diabetes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-hSxCNrGiI/AAAAAAAAACE/R_VCGJTnXaA/s1600/DBlgWk2010.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-hSxCNrGiI/AAAAAAAAACE/R_VCGJTnXaA/s320/DBlgWk2010.gif" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Wake up around 7:15am and do blood sugar test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Use sliding scale to figure out Novolog dose per Taylar's "set in stone" 50-55 grams of carbs breakfast; 2 units.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Mix, by syringe, along with 12 units of NPH and give her a shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Because we are on a saline trial for the OmniPod, Taylar and I then work together to give&amp;nbsp;a saline bolus to cover her breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- PUT PDM IN TAYLAR'S BACKPACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;- 8am - Eat said breakfast&amp;nbsp;consisting of a set amount of carbs&amp;nbsp;using our &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/product.asp?order_num=-1&amp;amp;SKU=15947047"&gt;digital kitchen scale&lt;/a&gt; to weigh and measure.&amp;nbsp; Get dressed, brush hair...all that other good stuff while I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Make Taylar's lunch for school consisting of yet another "set in stone" 45-50 grams of carbs.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And, because of the pump trial, write down a big "50" on a slip of paper and put it in her lunch box so the school nurse will know how much of a&amp;nbsp;saline bolus she'll get at lunch.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, she usually does not get a shot at lunch because the&amp;nbsp;morning NPH covers it.&amp;nbsp; However, if I go&amp;nbsp;over the set 45-50 carbs at lunch it makes her sky high because the NPH can't handle it.&amp;nbsp; Oh yah, throw a morning snack in her bag also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Attempt to make the bus before it drives by and ask Taylar to re-check her bag for the PDM and remind her to go right inside&amp;nbsp;and give it to the&amp;nbsp;nurse when she gets off the bus.&amp;nbsp; I also remind her to see the nurse at her morning snack time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 10:30 Taylar has her snack with the rest of the class at morning recess. BUT before she goes outside she sees the nurse for another saline bolus per the carbs on her packaged snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 12:00 Taylar goes to lunch but leaves&amp;nbsp;five minutes before her class to check in with the nurse.&amp;nbsp; She does a bg test and&amp;nbsp;bolus covering her 45 g carbs&amp;nbsp;is delivered with the PDM (that we remembered to pack! Yay!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Meanwhile, at home, I wait for the phone to ring between 12:00 and 12:15 for a "she's high" or "she's low" phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- At 2:00 Taylar grabs a snack from her afternoon snack stash and eats it in class because her morning NPH is about to peak and I don't want her to be low at 3:00 when she gets off the bus.&amp;nbsp;She's the only one having a snack at this time.&amp;nbsp;(She doesn't go down for a bolus this week because once we start the OmniPod for real this 2:00 snack will go away.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 3:15 off the bus.&amp;nbsp; Check Taylar's backpack for the PDM!&amp;nbsp; Do homework and play outside (hopefully) and then she'll bug me for a snack around 4:00.&amp;nbsp; Because dinner is a whole hour away I have her test.&amp;nbsp; Depending on what it is she may have something small to hold her over until dinner is ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 5:00 is dinner time.&amp;nbsp;Do a bg test and dose Novolog pen depending on how many carbs she&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;going to eat, usually around 55.&amp;nbsp; She usually gives herself the injections with the pen, so I just watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Grab the PDM and deliver a fake bolus based on her food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 7:00 is bedtime snack time.&amp;nbsp; Do bg test and give her 14-18g carbs and shot of 4 units of NPH to cover her at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;There's a lot of eating going on every 2 hours!&amp;nbsp; It's very difficult living by the carb count and by the clock but months ago we figured this is what worked best because we are fairly "routine" household.&amp;nbsp; (Don't ask me what her numbers look like on most weekends though!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow will be our first day using the OmniPod with insulin and not saline!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for Taylar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;to have more freedom to eat when she's hungry instead of because the clock tells her to.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I also can't wait until she has a&amp;nbsp;70 carb lunch!&amp;nbsp; Oh the horror! :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2602136980687779204?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2602136980687779204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/topic-1-day-in-lifewith-diabetes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2602136980687779204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2602136980687779204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/topic-1-day-in-lifewith-diabetes.html' title='Topic 1: A day in the life....with diabetes'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-hSxCNrGiI/AAAAAAAAACE/R_VCGJTnXaA/s72-c/DBlgWk2010.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-6665892984657038084</id><published>2010-05-07T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:00:03.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pineapple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raisins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carrots'/><title type='text'>Foodie Friday - Creamy Carrot Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, here's my second recipe, just in time for the warmer spring weather.&amp;nbsp; I made this salad the other day just by going through my fridge and seeing what I had.&amp;nbsp; You may have all the ingredients on hand too so measure everything together, stir it all together, chill it, and serve.&amp;nbsp; It's that easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-N4p_3ZKtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0PtMzmMvrnk/s1600/Picture+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-N4p_3ZKtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0PtMzmMvrnk/s320/Picture+002.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Creamy Carrot Salad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes 8 servings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;4C grated carrots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 small can crushed pineapple, drained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2C mayonnaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2C raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1 tsp. sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1-1 1/2C &lt;a href="http://www.coolwhip.com/"&gt;cool whip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1/2C shredded coconut&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Combine all ingredients and&amp;nbsp;chill for about two hours before serving.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nutrition:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serving size: 1/2C&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;20g carbohydrates each &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you omit the coconut the carbs drop to&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;17 carbs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-6665892984657038084?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6665892984657038084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/foodie-friday-creamy-carrot-salad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/6665892984657038084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/6665892984657038084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/foodie-friday-creamy-carrot-salad.html' title='Foodie Friday - Creamy Carrot Salad'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S-N4p_3ZKtI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0PtMzmMvrnk/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7521916802387209115</id><published>2010-05-05T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:15:27.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='site change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Four days in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, it has been four days since starting the saline trial on&amp;nbsp;the pump.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let's see.... one day I forgot to send the PDM remote to school and one day Taylar forgot to see the nurse&amp;nbsp;at snack time for a bolus.&amp;nbsp; All things considered, not too bad!&amp;nbsp; I now have a sticky note on the front door to remind&amp;nbsp;us on our way out to meet the bus in the morning&amp;nbsp;to pack the PDM.&amp;nbsp; For tomorrow I actually put a small sticky note on her morning snack too that says, "Remember to see the nurse!".&amp;nbsp; Hey, anything to help us with this new schedule, right?&amp;nbsp; We're so far into the school year that changing what we've always done has been a bit tricky.&amp;nbsp; And on top of all the&amp;nbsp;pump issues,&amp;nbsp;we had to adjust Taylar's insulin because she had been running in the 200s for three days in a row.&amp;nbsp; Like we needed that. &amp;nbsp;I called our diabetes nurse educator though, who we LOVE and I think is a genius, and just like that...bam.. "normal" numbers and no more&amp;nbsp;200s.&amp;nbsp; Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We've also done two site changes since Saturday and they have gone well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Taylar likes to use baby oil to peel the pod off and I like it because it will help keep her skin smooth and soft.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She has not shown any irritation which is great.&amp;nbsp; We were with some of my husband's family tonight to celebrate Taylar's birthday which is this Sunday, and she chose to do the site change in front of them so they could see how it works.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty proud of her.&amp;nbsp; We all were actually.&amp;nbsp; The anticipation of the cannula inserting is getting a little bit easier and I assume will get even better with time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Overall I can see how using the OmniPod (or any pump I'm sure) is going to make life a little bit easier.&amp;nbsp; Dare I say I feel like it will give us a little more freedom?&amp;nbsp; We have been on such a strict schedule since last August that I forget what freedom feels like.&amp;nbsp; I also feel the pod is a good choice for Taylar personally where it just attaches to her body.&amp;nbsp; She tends to always have busy fingers so not having external tubing is helpful in that.&amp;nbsp; It also fits her activity level and withstands how many&amp;nbsp;times a day she changes her clothes! Ha, ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7521916802387209115?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7521916802387209115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/four-days-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7521916802387209115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7521916802387209115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/four-days-in.html' title='Four days in'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-4754965556417474910</id><published>2010-05-01T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:49:43.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cannula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rufus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pump'/><title type='text'>Hooked up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What a day!&amp;nbsp; We waited all day for the OmniPod representative to come to our house for our 2:30 appointment.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I stopped praying all day.&amp;nbsp; The morning went by okay and we were able to distract ourselves but the afternoon was tough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Taylar started asking questions and seemed to be getting nervous but also&amp;nbsp;excited at the same time about the pump.&amp;nbsp; Me? I couldn't think of anything else all day and never even ate lunch.&amp;nbsp; Of course I didn't realize this until 4:30!&amp;nbsp; Not that missing a meal would hurt me much, but still.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is such&amp;nbsp;a big step and we are only 9 months into this whole diabetes thing, so it's all very overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;The girl who met with us was named Megan and she was very nice.&amp;nbsp; She is a podder herself which made Taylar happy.&amp;nbsp; There is such an instant connection when she&amp;nbsp;meets other people with&amp;nbsp;diabetes.&amp;nbsp; Her smile says it all.&amp;nbsp; It's the "Hey, I'm not alone in this" smile.&amp;nbsp; My parents joined us for the training as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My Mom is 100% on board with&amp;nbsp;learning as much as she can.&amp;nbsp; She's the one I volunteer with and attend JDRF meetings with.&amp;nbsp; She would do anything for Taylar...or Carissa, or me &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Eric&amp;nbsp;for that matter!&amp;nbsp; I have the best Mom in the world.&amp;nbsp; My Dad was able to help with Carissa which was nice because of course, as if on schedule, she woke up from her nap at precisely 2:31...right after Megan arrived. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Megan&amp;nbsp;walked us through the PDM remote's nitty gritty settings&amp;nbsp;and how to set basal rates and deliver boluses.&amp;nbsp; Taylar showed a lot of interest in it but then hid on the couch as we were getting to the last menu to review.&amp;nbsp; She knew it was time to put the pod on.&amp;nbsp; This was the hardest part of the day for all of us.&amp;nbsp; She ran from the couch to her sister's bedroom to avoid the inevitable of being "stuck".&amp;nbsp; My husband Eric went in to get her telling her she can do it and it will be fine, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then came the tears.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing like seeing your kid cry because they're afraid.&amp;nbsp; It was totally the fear of the unknown, and nerves even though all of us (except Carissa)&amp;nbsp;wore a demo pod (with the cannula inserted)&amp;nbsp;at a previous appointment in Boston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;She half-heartedly peeled the backing off the pod and stuck it on her abdomen while sniffling&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;clutching onto&amp;nbsp;Rufus, her JDRF bear, as tight as she could.&amp;nbsp; There were a few more whimpers out of fear and a few more tears while we used the remote to activate the pod.&amp;nbsp; The anticipation of waiting for the stick was the worst and at that moment seeing Taylar's face I just wanted to take it all away.&amp;nbsp; It was killing me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;When we finally heard the click of the cannula being inserted and told Taylar it was all done she calmed down very quickly.&amp;nbsp; What a trooper!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;At this point I looked at my Mom and she was white as a sheet.&amp;nbsp; I don't think she was breathing through this whole process!&amp;nbsp; Moments later after reassuring us that she was in deed okay,&amp;nbsp;Taylar put her sandals on and went outside to play in the yard.&amp;nbsp; That's it.&amp;nbsp; All done.&amp;nbsp; She was fine.&amp;nbsp; She was fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;My parents stayed over for a while afterwards and we all got to get some much needed fresh air in the yard on this beautiful 70 degree spring day.&amp;nbsp; Mom and I kept talking about how hard it was to see Taylar upset but then as we saw her racing Carissa to the swings, shooting hoops with her Grampy, playing catch, and making mud pies in the sandbox we knew everything would be just fine.&amp;nbsp; GOD is in control.&amp;nbsp; He always has been and always will be.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-4754965556417474910?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4754965556417474910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/hooked-up.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4754965556417474910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4754965556417474910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/05/hooked-up.html' title='Hooked up'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-1146821201110215421</id><published>2010-04-30T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:27:18.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Splenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>Foodie Friday - Candy Popcorn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, here it is...my first Friday recipe.&amp;nbsp; We will be making this "candy popcorn" for Taylar's 8th birthday party next week so I figured I'd start off easy by posting this sweet snack.&amp;nbsp;I do have original recipes that I plan to share, but this one actually came from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dlife.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;dLife.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;under the "recipes" tab.&amp;nbsp; If you&amp;nbsp;want to go directly to the site, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dlife.com/diabetes/diabetic-recipes/Candy-Popcorn/r1772.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I use that website quite a bit actually whether it's for a low carb food idea or for the message boards.&amp;nbsp; Back to the food!&amp;nbsp; Here's the recipe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Candy Popcorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makes 10 Servings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serving Size: 2/3 Cup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carbs: 13g &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9sbmbfKmGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qOLrVLLcRXw/s1600/DSC01060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9sbmbfKmGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qOLrVLLcRXw/s320/DSC01060.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13C popped popcorn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1 egg white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2T molasses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3/4C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://splenda.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Splenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/2C dry roasted peanuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preheat oven to 325 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Coat 11x13 pan with cooking spray.&amp;nbsp; Place popcorn in a large bowl.&amp;nbsp; In another bowl, add egg white, molasses, vanilla, salt, and Splenda.&amp;nbsp; Whisk very well.&amp;nbsp; Add peanuts and stir until coated.&amp;nbsp; Pour over popcorn.&amp;nbsp; Toss until popcorn is coated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Place on baking pan and bake 20-25 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Stir occasionally until crispy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9sccygXXfI/AAAAAAAAABY/H4I3oxsB1f4/s1600/DSC01067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9sccygXXfI/AAAAAAAAABY/H4I3oxsB1f4/s320/DSC01067.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remove from oven, cool on wax paper.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a great alternative to&amp;nbsp;fiddle faddle or other sweetened popcorn treats.&amp;nbsp; It saves you about 10g carbs in comparison so it's worth it to me.&amp;nbsp; Before diabetes, I never gave my kids artificial sweeteners, but now I feel sometimes there's no choice.&amp;nbsp; I've since gotten over it and&amp;nbsp;use Splenda occasionally in baking... and making this popcorn.&amp;nbsp; Everything in moderation I say.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9scqA60OHI/AAAAAAAAABg/5UGJOTGQbe4/s1600/DSC01068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9scqA60OHI/AAAAAAAAABg/5UGJOTGQbe4/s400/DSC01068.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-1146821201110215421?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1146821201110215421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/foodie-friday-candy-popcorn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1146821201110215421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1146821201110215421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/foodie-friday-candy-popcorn.html' title='Foodie Friday - Candy Popcorn'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9sbmbfKmGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/qOLrVLLcRXw/s72-c/DSC01060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-2217475985651465389</id><published>2010-04-29T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:50:38.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachael Ray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food Netowrk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calorie King'/><title type='text'>Foodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been trying to think of something different to add to my blog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I do treat it as my diary for when I need to get something off my chest, but I think&amp;nbsp;it needs a little bit of fun too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One passion of mine is food.&amp;nbsp; Whether it's cooking or baking or looking at one of the very many cookbooks I have in my collection,&amp;nbsp;I never tire of good food.&amp;nbsp; I guess that makes me a self proclaimed "foodie"!&amp;nbsp; I can't tell you how many &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/30-minute-meals/index.html"&gt;Rachael Ray&lt;/a&gt; shows I have on my DVR right now.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I enjoy watching just about anything on the &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/"&gt;Food Network&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mNeGd5GCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p0zbWR5B5ck/s1600/DSC01053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mNeGd5GCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p0zbWR5B5ck/s320/DSC01053.JPG" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Part of my cookbook collection. There are more on top of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this shelf, but&amp;nbsp;it looked too messy to post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When diabetes&amp;nbsp;first become a part of our life I had a hard time cooking and especially baking for my family.&amp;nbsp; It kind of took the joy out of it when I had to get out the &lt;a href="http://www.calorieking.com/"&gt;Calorie King&lt;/a&gt; to look up the carbohydrates in every recipe ingredient.&amp;nbsp; And making casseroles... it wasn't worth it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been just about nine months since my daughter's diagnosis and I've just recently gotten back in to making cookies and banana breads and things.&amp;nbsp; I didn't realize how much I missed it!&amp;nbsp; With our &lt;a href="http://www.myomnipod.com/"&gt;pump&lt;/a&gt; start date right around the corner, I imagine letting my daughter eat&amp;nbsp;"normal" foods will be easier to manage.&amp;nbsp; Right now we're on such a strict eating schedule it's tough.&amp;nbsp; And we're still learning that not all carbs are created equally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Anyway, I've decided to add a&amp;nbsp;food section to my blog where&amp;nbsp;I will feature a tried-and-true recipe on Fridays.&amp;nbsp; Well,&amp;nbsp;I will try my best to make it every Friday!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and don't worry,&amp;nbsp;I will&amp;nbsp;certainly&amp;nbsp;provide the serving sizes and carb counts, so you can put that &lt;a href="http://www.calorieking.com/"&gt;Calorie King&lt;/a&gt; down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-2217475985651465389?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2217475985651465389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/foodie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2217475985651465389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/2217475985651465389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/foodie.html' title='Foodie'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mNeGd5GCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/p0zbWR5B5ck/s72-c/DSC01053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-1040093997540095757</id><published>2010-04-26T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:36:25.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OmniPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pump'/><title type='text'>The Omni Pod</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Almost a month ago I mentioned receiving a rather large package from Inuslet Corporation containing the OmniPod insulin pump starter kit.&amp;nbsp; I have since opened the intimidating box and familiarized myself, husband, and Taylar with the system.&amp;nbsp; The OmniPod does not have any tubing like other insulin pumps which is a feature that my daughter was drawn to.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The pod&amp;nbsp;will be&amp;nbsp;adhered to Taylar's abdomen, arm, leg, buttocks...just about anywhere, and&amp;nbsp;will give her spurts of insulin (basal)&amp;nbsp;24/7 delivered through a soft cannula&amp;nbsp;automatically inserted under&amp;nbsp;her skin.&amp;nbsp; We will also use the&amp;nbsp;Personal Diabetes Manager (PDM) to deliver quick&amp;nbsp;doses&amp;nbsp;of insulin (bolus) to cover carbs she eats.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The site she wears the pod&amp;nbsp;will have to be changed every other day.&amp;nbsp; If you want to see how it works, OmniPod has a great interactive website and you can&amp;nbsp;check it out &lt;a href="http://www.myomnipod.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Before switching from injections to a pump there is some training involved, thank goodness.&amp;nbsp; On May 1 a representative from OmniPod will come to our house to set us up.&amp;nbsp; Or should I say to set Taylar up?&amp;nbsp; She will first wear the pump filled with only saline for about 10 days in order to get used to it and to troubleshoot any issues that may come up.&amp;nbsp; I have to say that I'm pretty nervous about this.&amp;nbsp; Not only is Taylar going to have to wear the pump but because it's only saline at first, we will still have to give her injections as well.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Our official&amp;nbsp;pump start date, however, is Tuesday, May 11, which happens to be 2 days after Taylar's 8th birthday.&amp;nbsp; The pump is by no means to be thought of as a birthday present though!&amp;nbsp; It just happened to work out that way.&amp;nbsp; We have a two hour appointment at Children's Hospital, Boston, to start this whole process with real insulin.&amp;nbsp; We will have an hour break for lunch and then another appointment with the social worker.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I am looking forward to the social work appointment both for Taylar and me.&amp;nbsp; This has been such a huge life changing issue but we haven't been able to talk to many people about it.&amp;nbsp; I have found a lot of support online though which has been helpful at least for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;So that's what's going on with the pump!&amp;nbsp; I mentioned it but then got scared and tried to forget about it.&amp;nbsp; We did have a while to wait in between receiving the package and actually using the pod but now it's here!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-1040093997540095757?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1040093997540095757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/omni-pod.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1040093997540095757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/1040093997540095757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/omni-pod.html' title='The Omni Pod'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3160455194056397449</id><published>2010-04-20T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:58:38.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today was the famous 26.2 mile Boston Marathon run.&amp;nbsp; To those who live around here it's dubbed Marathon Monday.&amp;nbsp; Each year on this day, Taylar's elementary school holds&amp;nbsp;their very own&amp;nbsp;"Barrathon", named after her school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one mile run is enjoyed by all the kids because it means they are out of the classroom, get extra recess, and are rewarded with a&amp;nbsp;popsicle afterwards.&amp;nbsp;Nothing sounds complicated here, does it?&amp;nbsp; Well, when you have a child with type 1 diabetes, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I wanted to happen is to have Taylar collapse with a low blood sugar.&amp;nbsp; It's something that I fear every day.&amp;nbsp; So the run was scheduled for 1:45pm which is 15 minutes before Taylar's usual 2:00 snack. (No one else has a snack in her class at that time)&amp;nbsp; The questions I had to ask myself were; &lt;br /&gt;Did she eat all of her lunch?&lt;br /&gt;Should she test before the run?&lt;br /&gt;Should she eat her snack before it?&lt;br /&gt;Save it for after? &lt;br /&gt;Skip the popsicle?&lt;br /&gt;Let her have the popsicle?&lt;br /&gt;Have her test after the run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is easy but I have learned how exercise, even just a little bit, can cause Taylar's&amp;nbsp;blood sugar to lower so I had to consider all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know I should have contacted the school nurse this morning before the run but I just didn't want to.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what it was but I just didn't want to be bothered by this disease this morning and have to talk about how to handle the Barrathon.&amp;nbsp; This wasn't very responsible of me, however, luckily, the school nurse is wonderful!&amp;nbsp; She was right on top of things.&amp;nbsp; She had Taylar do a finger prick test at 1:30 and because she was in her target range she ate her snack.&amp;nbsp; After the run she had her popsicle too.&amp;nbsp; When she came home she tested at 199.&amp;nbsp; A little high after the sugary, red popsicle, but it wasn't in the 200s so I was very happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just an example of how something so minor can become so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3160455194056397449?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3160455194056397449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/marathon-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3160455194056397449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3160455194056397449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/marathon-monday.html' title='Marathon Monday'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-4268358423215406404</id><published>2010-04-15T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:42:41.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Rollercoaster ride</title><content type='html'>The name of my own blog made me laugh because today we've seen just that... highs, lows, and in between! With spring finally here we certainly have been spending more time outside and being more active than in the cold winter. Because of that, the extra exercise has caused a couple of low blood sugars for Taylar. Even when we treat her (with sugar/juice and a snack) her number comes back up but it seems to only be temporarily because the benefits of exercise seem to catch up with her hours later sometimes. The thing I hate most about these lows is how unrecognizable my own daughter can become. When you see a 47 on her glucometer (the device to test her blood sugar with) you never know what you're going to get. Her behavior is just uncontrollable and almost scary. Has your child every had a nightmare at night and was crying but never really woke up when you went to comfort them? It's kind of like that. This crazy behavior that you point out to her and she just looks at you with crazy eyes and has no control over her body. Not to mention that her skin goes pale. That is a sign that I have learned to recognize. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our rollercoaster ride from breakfast to bedtime.&amp;nbsp; Picture a graph connecting the numbers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171 - 47 - 109 - 62 - 280 - 139 - 86 - 127 - 219&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The target number we try for is 130.&amp;nbsp; Each number is obtained by doing a finger prick.&amp;nbsp; 9 times in one day.&amp;nbsp; Some days it's just plain wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took Taylar to the Boys and Girls Club for a 1/2 hour "free swim". She had a blast of course and I'm proud to say that we managed to stay "in between" for that short swim. Every time since her diagnosis that she has gone swimming, be it at a hotel or club, she has had a low. This time I was prepared. It helped that it was only going to be a 1/2 hour, but still. About 3 times, every 10 minutes, I had her swim over to the side and sip a bit of juice from a juice box. The usually forbidden juice box savored only for low blood sugar treatment. She didn't seem to mind and it kept her nice and even through her swim. Happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-4268358423215406404?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4268358423215406404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/rollercoaster-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4268358423215406404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4268358423215406404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/04/rollercoaster-ride.html' title='Rollercoaster ride'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-4394108399496560871</id><published>2010-03-27T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:03:40.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pump it up</title><content type='html'>The other day I received a large box from Insulet Corporation in Bedford, Masschusetts.  It was Taylar's starter kit for the OmniPod insulin pump!  At first I kind of just stared at the box but then dove right in.  Starting the pump is going to free us of giving her shots 3+ times every day.  It's only going to be one stick every other day.  The pump will be attached to her body 24/7 and will give spurts of insulin all through the day and night, much like a normal functioning pancreas does.  It will help with her blood sugar numbers and will free us up from our very tight eating time table.  Once she starts the pump she will eat to her appetite, not by the clock or carb count.  I see a little bit of freedom at the end of this tunnel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-4394108399496560871?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4394108399496560871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/pump-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4394108399496560871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/4394108399496560871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/pump-it-up.html' title='Pump it up'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7222033747556439841</id><published>2010-03-23T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:11:54.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social worker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>You are always on my mind</title><content type='html'>The other day Taylar came home with a list of sentence that she had written at school which incorporated her spelling words for the week.  I noticed right away that the handwriting was very well done which I was proud of and then that word "diabetes" stuck out like a sore thumb to me.  One of her spelling words was "&lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt;".  The sentence she wrote was, "There will be a cure for diabetes.  I am so happy!"  I bet no one else wrote that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this that I hate diabetes.  I just want it to go away!  It is something that invades my thoughts on a minute by minute basis every single day.  It is something that I have to consider when making most of my daily family decisions.  Although Taylar doesn't complain or talk much about her diabetes in a negative way except for the occasional, "I really don't want to do this", it is sadly always there and always on her mind.  I wish I could take it away.  It comes out of her in certain ways at random times, like this spelling word sentence.  I was &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; to see that her  teacher drew a little smiley face next to it though. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example happened last night.  It was raining pretty hard and she is the only one with a bedroom upstairs.  She sometimes gets woken up from the rain pouring down on the roof which is what happened last night.  She came into my room around 3am scared saying she couldn't sleep.  I walked her back up after trying to convince her that it's just rain and she'd be fine.  She asked me to pray, so I did while sitting on the edge of her bed.  In my sleepiness I prayed that the rain would stop soon and that both of us would be able to fall back to sleep until the sun came out.  I then asked her if she wanted to pray too and she did.  This is what she said, "Dear God, thank you for this night and that I have a Mom, a Dad, and a sister to take care of me and all my diabetes stuff...."  I don't know if she said something more after that.  I think she did.  I totally didn't hear her though because I was trying to figure out what was going on.  I thought she was afraid of hearing the rain and couldn't sleep?  What did her diabetes have to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No she doesn't complain about this new way of life but it never leaves her and it's obviously always on her mind.  I was so sad when I went back to bed wishing I could take it all away.  There are times too when she'll randomly mention some fact about Nick Jonas from the Jonas Brothers, who happens to have type 1 like her. Or the time she told me a boy had school bought and ate not one, but two ice creams at lunch.  She was horrified that he would eat that much sugar.  I was too, but that's besides the point!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't know what the root of the problem was last night.  We are hopefully transitioning to a pump soon instead of injections and a part of those &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt; appointments is meeting with a social worker to discuss the changes that pumping will bring to our lives.  I may let our social worker in on a little bit of my concern of Taylar possibly keeping things bottled up inside of her.  Maybe she can ask Taylar the right questions in the right way and she'll express some of her true feelings about having diabetes...without me in the room.  I think it may be a good outlet for her.   Maybe I'll make myself an appointment while I'm at it. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number check: We've only seen the 200s once this past week.  I'm so &lt;em&gt;happy&lt;/em&gt; about that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7222033747556439841?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7222033747556439841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-always-on-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7222033747556439841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7222033747556439841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-always-on-my-mind.html' title='You are always on my mind'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-6487576468701418176</id><published>2010-03-16T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:32:13.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='numbers'/><title type='text'>No more 200s</title><content type='html'>If there is one word used to describe diabetes, it's unpredictable.  We had to make lots of changes recently to Taylar's insulin doses because her numbers have been all over the place.  Luckily this week has been so much better!  Today, in fact, we have kept her out of the 200s completely!  It definitely makes her feel better and that, in turn, makes me pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained for 2 solid days.  It was finally sunny out and gorgeous today.  After doing homework we were able to go for a bike ride.  That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping for good numbers tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-6487576468701418176?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6487576468701418176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-200s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/6487576468701418176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/6487576468701418176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-200s.html' title='No more 200s'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-3369215754357283179</id><published>2010-03-09T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:10:39.853-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insulin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carbs'/><title type='text'>The New Life</title><content type='html'>During our two night stay at the hospital we learned so much about type 1 diabetes. It was extremely overwhelming. At night when she was sleeping I would cry. The quiet of the night (well, as quiet as it could be in a hospital) would just make everything come to the forefront of my mind. I did not want her to see me upset and was so strong during the day. At night I would crumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a diagnosis of type 1 diabetes means that four times a day Taylar has to do finger pricks to obtain a number relating to the amount of sugar/glucose in her blood. (I may use the words sugar or glucose interchangeably) Her normal range is between 70-180. (Remember she was 550 at the doctor's office?) Depending on what the number and what she is going to eat she gets a certain amount of insulin injected under her skin with a syringe or insulin pen. Four shots a day. NO person should have to live like that. I have to mention here that I have a very strong dislike for needles and have actually fainted twice from shots I received! Can you imagine how I felt learning to give a needle to my own daughter?? It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carbohydrate counting was a learning curve too and still is. She is allowed a certain amount of carbohydrates for her three meals and three snacks per day. We have discovered, however, that not all carbs are created equally. It makes it hard with meal planning, that's for sure. If she has a picky night and doesn't want to eat some of the dinner I made but she already had her insulin shot, there is a chance she may have a reaction to having too much insulin and not enough food, a low blood sugar. She calls it a "low". Fortunately, she has become aware of how she feels when she is low so we can treat it right away by giving her juice, skittles, or glucose tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So seven months in and things don't exactly seem "normal" yet but as I' ve read in a few books it could take up to a year for things to seem "normal".  I know inside things will never be the same again however.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-3369215754357283179?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3369215754357283179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3369215754357283179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/3369215754357283179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-life.html' title='The New Life'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7140785076015873650</id><published>2010-03-09T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:17:02.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it all began...</title><content type='html'>It was that time of year when I go away for a mountain biking weekend in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Waterville&lt;/span&gt; Valley with my sister. Our "sister weekend" as it has been named, is one of my favorite things to do every year. On Sunday, August 2, 2009, I came home from an awesome weekend of sleeping late, eating good food, and just being with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was away my husband took our two girls to his parents' place on a lake in Maine. There was a pancake breakfast, trip to the candy store, and a birthday party all in that one weekend up there. Sunday night our 7 year old, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt;, continued to come downstairs at night to use the bathroom. She had started doing this during the two weeks prior, but not as bad as this evening. She was constantly asking for a drink of water and in turn, constantly going to the bathroom. Because her bedroom is upstairs and the bathroom is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;, we would hear her every footstep and she would leave the light on. It got very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I mentioned this situation to my Mom out of frustration of having my precious sleep disturbed. With much hesitation, because that's how Mom is, (she would never want to "butt in". BUT I would never think of it that way anyway! My Mom is the best and would listen and take her advice any day of the year.) my Mom asked me if I thought &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar's&lt;/span&gt; situation had anything to do with the fact that my husband's grandmother has diabetes.  She thought some of the symptoms sound like what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt; is experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no clue. I never thought of that. I just thought the girl was driving me crazy! On Tuesday, August 4, 2009 I made a doctor's appointment for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Taylar&lt;/span&gt; because the constant drinking and urinating continued. I made them aware of the symptoms and they wanted to see her right away. They took a blood sample by doing a finger prick and her blood sugar level was off the charts...somewhere around 550.  Thank God my Mom said something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor looked at me and said, "What you suspected is correct. Your daughter has diabetes." I froze. I completely froze. I didn't have anything to say and I certainly didn't know what to do. How are you supposed to react when someone tells you that your baby has a chronic disease?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it the doctor was on the phone informing Children's Hospital Boston that we would be arriving within the next two hours. "You can make it there within two hours, right? Expect to stay for a couple of nights." My world was slowly being turned upside down and my heart literally ached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my Mom on the way home from the doctor and told her the news. She instantly teared up as I could hear in her voice and just kept saying, "Oh no! Oh no." over and over again. I didn't cry. I was still frozen and just going through the motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an immediate call to my husband at work, and as soon as he arrived home and I was able to grab the bare necessities for a hospital stay, we left for the hospital and were admitted through the emergency room.  Our younger daughter stayed with my parents through all of this.  The rest of the story is a whirlwind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7140785076015873650?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7140785076015873650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-it-all-began.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7140785076015873650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7140785076015873650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-it-all-began.html' title='How it all began...'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652656696107501680.post-7562541623460307111</id><published>2010-03-05T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:03:31.026-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life has changed so dramatically in the past seven months since my 7-year old daughter was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. Although there is a lot of family support and I am slowly meeting people in a similar situation, I'd like to have somewhere to go and vent my feelings of having diabetes be such a huge part of my life. I'm thinking this blog may help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm realizing on my facebook account that I often update my status to include my diabetic story of the day. In order to lessen the frequency of that and to give people a break from hearing it, I am looking forward to coming here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't help but be an advocate of type 1 diabetes and finding a cure for the millions of people this disease touches on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdrf.org/"&gt;http://www.jdrf.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652656696107501680-7562541623460307111?l=type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7562541623460307111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-has-changed-so-dramatically-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7562541623460307111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652656696107501680/posts/default/7562541623460307111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://type1diabetesblogger.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-life-has-changed-so-dramatically-in.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Lani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15005999199355316939</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icjb35RkSoM/S9mSa10dmCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/VvGw_W3IHyQ/S220/DSC00655+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
