Well, what about us! The “us” I am talking about is the growing number of T1D’s who have lived full, rich lives with diabetes, over a lifetime of many years. Sure, the diabetes world has been moving forward at a fairly snappy pace. Innovative technologies, creative tools and tricks, more accessible education and widespread social media connections have brought enrichment to many PWD’s. The battle for Medicare coverage of CGM’s for seniors has been won, thanks to warriors like Dr. Nick Argento of Maryland and many others who led the fight to win.
We all have our ways of propelling, thrusting, actuating, setting in motion, powering, joggling, driving a need or finding a desire that causes action. In other words, discovering within ourselves emotion that operates on the will and inspires us to act. Recently I ran into an old friend who had been diagnosed with T2D a couple years ago.
Take notice of a child waking up in the morning. He or she usually gives a big yawn, rubs the sand out of their eyes and then stretches arms and legs all the way out, top to bottom. They then hop out of bed and rev up the energy of the day. Children capture the essence and importance of the morning stretch. Do you?
Look at what we have today: insulin pumps, CGM's we can read on our smart phones, bionic pancreases, support groups and blogs to name a few. Sure, it has taken years of blood, sweat and research to achieve all this. Odd as it may seem sometimes I ask what is it all for anyway?
Do you trust me? Do you believe me? What would you say if I told you that after nearly fifty-five years of being a PWD1 and at age sixty-five plus I have become a ballerina?
For over twenty years I ran a small exclusive catering business in New York City. One of my clients was an interior designer who decided to have a series of dinner parties to show off the décor in his new apartment to his top clients. And so, my mission impossible staff and I rallied uptown to carry out the order. To tell the truth the apartment was gorgeous but the kitchen, although sleek and beautiful, was not a cook’s kitchen.