• Eight Years with a Confusing Pancreas and a Broken Heart

    Today is the 8th anniversary of my initial diagnosis with diabetes and congestive heart failure.  My, what a long and trying eight years it has been, too.  So much has happened since that fateful day. So many changes in my life, my diagnosis, and my treatments. Change is so often hard to accept.  Admittedly, this last year has been a real struggle for me as I’ve worked to come to terms with my misdiagnosis and the changing of my label from type 2 diabetes to latent autoimmune diabetes in adults, or LADA.  On one hand, the change has been positive in that I’ve gained access to different treatment options, more supplies, etc… On the other hand, though, it has had the negative effect of leaving…

  • Healthcare wishes

    Today’s topic about healthcare experiences comes at a time when I’m still trying to process the recent discovery that I was misdiagnosed with Type 2 diabetes, when what I actually have is Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults, also known as Type 1.5 or LADA.  This after 7 years of struggles with treatments not working and being told I just need to try harder.  Bullshit that, based on test results that were present at diagnosis, could have been been avoided.  I’m sitting on a lot of anger about this.  Rightfully so.  But I don’t know how to express it in a way that’s not riddled with f-bombs. I dropped those yesterday, so I’ll spare you today. Today, I’ll share wishes.  Wishes…

  • The Other Half of Diabetes

    If you’ve followed my blog for any length of time, you’re likely aware that I’ve made no secret of my struggles with anxiety, depression, and PTSD.  I’ve shared some pretty dark stuff on those topics over the last couple of years.  When I wrote the Confessions of a Broken Man at the end of 2014, I was in such a bad place mentally that I was ready to end it.  Obviously, I didn’t, but the possibility was real.  A few months after that I shared about The Ah Ha Moment I had that led to my diagnosis with PTSD and that I was working to get back on the wagon.  I’ve had success with that.  Though I’m still struggling with some…

  • Clean it Out – #DBlogWeek Day 3

    Diabetes Blog Week, Day 3 – Topic: Clean it Out . Yesterday we kept stuff in, so today let’s clear stuff out.  What is in your diabetic closet that needs to be cleaned out?  This can be an actual physical belonging, or it can be something you’re mentally or emotionally hanging on to.  Why are you keeping it and why do you need to get rid of it?   You know, I’ve had to think long and hard about how to respond to today’s topic, because there are half a million things, physical and mental, that I could stand to get out of my closet.  I could write about my recent diagnosis with PTSD and how I’m still struggling to make sense…

  • The Ah Ha Moment

    If you’ve read my blog, or followed me on Twitter or Facebook, for any length of time, you’re probably aware that life has not been too kind to me or my family over the last few years.  And you are probably aware that as the year 2014 was ending, I was in a very dark place and I was considering ending my life.  Obviously, I didn’t.  I can’t express how thankful I am for the messages of love and support that came in from all of my DOC friends and family at that time. In mid-January, I was reading a blog post written by my friend Mari Ruddy, in which she mentioned her experience with PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder) stemming…