Obat Diabetes

There are my parents of course. My mom, who read every pamphlet my pediatric endo gave her, kept meticulous records, and measured every single piece of food to the nearest teaspoon. She never let me see her diabetes tears but allowed me to cry my own. And all these years later, she’s never stopped loving or worrying about me.

My dad- who never let me feel sorry for myself regarding life with diabetes. He was a type 1 diabetic and led by example.

There's my sister Cathy, who always looks out for me. She introduced the concept of "working out" when I became to round for my own good, and who always told me I was beautiful, and that diabetes made me more so.

There is my friend Mark, who always makes me laugh and has ever since the sixth grade. When I visit him in NYC he always makes sure his fridge is stocked because he's seen me have 2 am low. This is the same man who booked (and put the deposit down for) a springbreak trip to Cancun for us a month after my sister died. "Girl, you need a vacation- pay me back when you can." The same man who made sure our hotel room always had Lemon Squirt (a Mexican soda) in case I my blood sugar decided to go more south of the equator than we actually were.

There are my friends Cathy and Sue, identical twins I've known since college. These women have hearts the size of Nebraska and are always up on the latest and greatest health and nutritional trends and share them with me. Both ask me detailed questions regarding life with diabetes because they want to know everything.

Whenever I go to Sue's, she sends me home with her latest healthy food find. The other night she sent me home with a bag of CocoPop (s) and said, "Low in carbs Kel, only 4 grams per serving, and tasty too! I know how important carb counting is for you so I bought you a bag."

Her twin sister Cathy mothers everyone she's friends with. At my father's funeral she bought a little gift bag filled with breakfast bars, lifesavers, and bottled water and juice. "Just in case you or your sister's blood sugars go low." That's just the kind of woman she is.

The kind of woman that insists she accompany her friend to the Dr. and is there for her when she's told about the "1 in a million” thing, and remained perfectly calm. The kind of friend who took copious notes, asked all sorts of questions, and kept her wits about her while her friend sat there like a zombie and tried to process everything.

There is my friend Emily, who keeps her cookie jar stacked with larabars and goes to Trader Joe's to stock up on yogurt, juice, and munchies whenever I visit.

Who listens to my "Diabetes Police" rants and is now a convert. She's become an expert at recognizing the D Police and makes no bones about setting them straight. She never raises an eyebrow when I test my blood sugars or need to change my infusion set.

Whenever I utter the telltale phrase ”I have to eat now" she simply says: OK Kel. It doesn't matter where we are, she takes it as fact.

Once, at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, I felt that low feeling come on and immediately sat down on a bench, grabbed my trusty peanut M & Ms and started eating them. A security guard came up and told us that eating was not allowed. Em looked at her and said: She's diabetic and she needs to eat now. The guard muttered something about me not looking like a person with diabetes and Emily said (OK,yelled) "That's ridiculous statement! She absolutely is and she needs to eat NOW."

There is my Endo “The Rocking Dr. J.” Medically on top of all the latest and greatest diabetes trends. He put me on Metformin 2.5 years ago! Dr. J never yells at me, always points at the positive and helps me to work on the negative in all aspects of my diabetes care. He slips me insulin samples because he hates my insurance. He talks me down from the “diabetes what ifs” that have haunted me for years.

I’m blessed to have him as my Endo and am happy to see him every three months.

There are my CDEs Cheryl Marco of Jefferson University & Gary Scheiner of Integrated Diabetes who continue too teach and fine tune this hot diabetes Porsche known as k2.

And then there's the DOC. Seriously, without you guys I'd be up the creek. YOU GET ME, because YOU ARE ME - And by "ME" I mean in the "diabetical" sense, not the "It puts the lotion in the basket," 'Silence of the Lambs" sense~

You speak the language of diabetes and understand the frustrations that go along with living in Diabetes Land. I'm never alone with my diabetes because I have all of you. I consider all of you peers, friends, mentors, teachers, and partners in crime.

Everyday, I learn something new about living life with diabetes. And every single day all I have to do is read a few blogs to realize that I'm not alone. I'm not the only one who feels like she's walking through a world filled with J-E-L-L-O instead of oxygen when my blood sugar shoots to the stratosphere, or who's lips go numb when her blood sugar heads towards hell.

Others have followed the "Test Strip Trail," smeared blood on their laptops after testing, and read labels on absolutely every item of food they put in their mouth.

I'm not the only one whose pump has an unholy attraction to doorknobs - being clumsy has nothing to do with it!

Every single day I learn something from reading your posts and comments. My world is richer, my voice is stronger, and because of you – I feel like the richest woman in Bedford Falls. And by Bedford Falls, I mean the DOC ;)

• "He actually believes homeopathy works! Stunned silence"
• "Homeopathy does not work. Transmission ends"
• "For unsound, illogical and poorly researched medical tips, give @stevescrutton a follow!"
• "It works for making the credulous poorer and/or dead. It also works for making the scumbag homeopaths rich!
• Maybe he didn't see that? Hey, @stevescrutton, seriously, pay attention. It's no better than a placebo.
• Are you a Homeopathy Practitioner?" < no, because I'm not a dangerous lying charlatan like you.
• dangerous charlatanry
• utter twaddle. You charlatans are being dealt with finally.
• Homoeopathy is utter nonsense peddled by charlatans to the gullible.
• @stevescrutton #homeopathy is still horses hit
• How vaccination compromises our natural immunity. // It doesn't.
• You are sentencing kids to death you obscurantist knob end.
• homeopathic remedies don't interact or have side effects because they have no effects. Shame on you, you leech
• pathetic beyond words. Still breaking the law claiming your magic water cures measles?
• Your ignorance is laughable
• Scarlet Fever and Homeopathy: a remedy used 200 years ago is still used today! And still no fucking use"

• Risks but no real benefits. Potentially leading to illness going untreated with real medicine. To be avoided.
• Right up to the point where your child goes blue and dies from entirely treatable asthma.
• associating homeopathy as a 'treatment' for TB (even in addition to standard treatment) is dangerous and evil.
• Measles. Why risk the MMR vaccine?" < because it *works* you utter charlatan.
• homeopathic remedies don't interact or have side effects because they have no effects. Shame on you, you leech
• People like you have children's deaths on their hands.
• Homeopathy for tetanus? Please tell me you're joking. Your advice will kill people.
• Why homeopathy's dangerous - if used in place of medicine.

• apoplexy (a syndrome of fainting spells)
• spontaneous combustion (especially of "brandy-drinking men and women")
• death from drinking cold water (your guess is as good as mine)
• death from near-misses from cannonballs (yes, seriously – they believed that the close contact could shatter bones and even cause blindness)
• Bloodletting
• Homeopathy (no really, people back then believed this rubbish!  Luckily we are smarter now than we were then!)

• "In order to relieve the tooth-ach, we must first endeavour to lessen the flux of humours to the part affected. This may be done by mild purgatives, scarifying the gums, or applying leeches to them, and bathing the feet frequently with warm water. The perspiration ought likewise to be promoted, by drinking freely of weak wine-whey, or other diluting liquors with small doses of nitre." - 1828

• Panadol is, of course, a trade name for Paracetamol - one of the drugs doctors are fearful of prescribing because of its harmful and dangerous adverse reactions. (Let it not be said that I am saying something that is not true - go to this link to see doctors discussing the problem).
• Bloodletting was a procedure used by conventional medics at the time, and one of the treatments Hahnemann thought was too dangerous, and led to the discovery of Homeopathy
• Not sure what any of the other points has to do with homeopathy!