Monday, February 19, 2007

He's some kind of wonderful

My boyfriend and I have been together 5+ years. Most people that I meet in college are sort of shocked to hear that I've been dating someone for that long and our relationship has endured the 127+ miles to and from his school to mine and almost 4 years of being apart. But, I love him more today than I ever thought I would love anyone in my whole life.

As I start applying for jobs and trying to figure out what I'm going to do back home, one of the things that makes me less nervous and more happy is that we'll get to be together. I'm happy that I'll be able to meet my sweetheart for dinner in the city, spend the weekends with him doing things like getting groceries and helping him to clean up his house, and hopefully living close enough to him so that I can be there if he needs me.

There are days I wish he understood more about diabetes, but I know he tries as hard as can. I asked him this weekend if I could put a site in him and couldn't help he would probably think I had gone off my rocker. I just thought if maybe he understand what it was like to just do that, maybe he would understand me just alittle bit more (I even offered to let him wear a groovy patch if he wanted) I'm sure that having a girlfriend that breaks up with you because her blood sugar is low is not pleasant (yes, this happened freshman year and was the closet I had ever come to passing out. I had to call him and tell him I couldn't really remember why we fought and that I was sorry.) or even convienent. But, since the beginning, he's been there. In the clinic where I was diagnosed, he was there for me to rest my head on and hold my hand. He is there to be uncertain of the future with. To rely on when there's no one else around who know what to do. To be comfortable enough to show the site to and comfortable enough to say, "Please scoot over, you're laying on my pump cord".

We go together better than pancakes and sugar-free syrup. We balance each other like orange juice and low blood sugar. We love each other more than a diabetic loves cake (and as I diabetic, I certainly am crazy about cake!).

Reddog, you are my best friend and I love you. Thanks for putting up with me, taking care of me, and being the light in what seems kinda dark. <3

Friday, February 16, 2007

Frosty Friday

<---Current art obession: "Waiting" by Andy Warhol

Well, here in VA were blanket and trying to dig out of the great ice storm that hit on Tuesday evening. Since the temperature rose above freezing this afternoon and caused the ice from the roof of my apartment building to melt, there is now a huge icy patch on the bottom stairs going out of my apartment to the parking lot which I manage to slip on and fall down the remaining steps into a huge puddle. No broken bones or anything, but a mildly busted up hand and very sore butt and knee. My good friend was behind me and fell when he went to help me up. It must have been a funny site, now that I think about it.

Diabetes wise, things are going alright. Nothing new to report, which I feel is a good thing. My weekly average is alot better than last week, even after eating things that normally make my body freak out like lasagna (I made it from scratch on Valentine's Day for my roomies since we didn't have class).

I applied for a job today, so I'm beginning to stress alittle less when it comes to stuff like that even though I'm still uncertain exactly what I want to do. My degree when I finish will be in Sociology (yes, it's okay to say "What are you going to do with that?" My friends still ask :o)) but I'm really interested in marketing, programming, event planning in the diabetes arena. It seems like alot of people in the OC have pursued careers related to it something you all feel into or actively pursued? Also, how do you all deal with the diabetes in interview settings? For example, if you are going to work for a pharm company, a diabetes nonprofit, or a medical device company, would you mention that you have diabetes? I know employers can't legally ask, but if you consider that having diabetes a selling point, do you bring it up? Let me know what you all have done!

Hope everything is going well with everyone!

Monday, February 05, 2007

Better days

<---Current art obession: Kissing on Valentine's Day Times Square - May 8th, 1945 Artist: Alfred Eisenstaedt

The last few days have been much better bg-wise. I finally was able to get things under control and have been checking religiously and trying to remind myself that things will be okay.

I spent the weekend in VA Beach with one of my best friends and boyfriend and had an absolutely amazing time. I love getting away for alittle while and I love experiencing new things. We had an awesome dinner at a restaurant called Fellini's (as in the director) on Friday night and then spent the evening dancing at a very cool club/bar in Norfolk. Saturday was spent shopping and enjoying time with my roommate's family--and eating amazing food that my roomies parents had made!

The next few weeks look to be busy ones with school and organization committments. I'm trying to not stress and take a few minutes each day to be in the moment and to try and relax. I don't want to look back this time next year and go "Jeeze, that was your senior year and you spent it worrying about everything, you loser!" When I was exploring ways to deal with my stress last semester, this is something that I really tried to embrace, but failed at. I had a hard time managing stress and I don't want to get so bogged down that I spiral into the sea of "OMG I'm drowning in everything that I need to do."

So, today I brought these Valentine's Day cards that you get to assemble at Target and did that between classes instead of starting my homework (I loooove crafts and the only reason I don't have all my artsy-fartsy stuff at school is because I have no space). And you know...I was in an awesome mood the rest of the day, having completely glued and glittered until I was as satified as a kindergartener after art class--seriously running around my apartment showing my roommates what I had made

It really is those little things that make days that could just be "blah" so much better.