PB Cookies :b

Preheat oven to 350

Combine 1 cup PB, 1 cup sugar, and an egg. 

Dollop out into 12 cookies on a cookie sheet.

Bake for 10 minutes.

24 carbs for one cookie. Not bad!

Your welcome : )

Glucometer Spotings

Replace "Insulin pump" with glucometer and this was totally me the other night at work. A kid comes in with his mom, maybe his sister and probably a girlfriend. He was my age, maybe a little younger, tall, skinny, kind of sickly looking actually : / I wasn't on register, I believe I was bagging. Anyways, somehow I managed to get a glimpse of the little black case he carried to his table and I'm thinking, "Oh my gosh!! Does he have a glucometer?!" So I bag their food and take it to their table. The case is beside him but I cant see much, the table is in the way. So I go around the dinning room to do a "cleaning check" while trying to see what he is doing without looking like a stalker. Bahahaha! Sure enough though, I'm pretty positive he was checking his sugar with the one touch ping remote. Have you guys ever experienced a moment where you seen someone with a glucometer or pump? Do you also have to resist the urge to run up to them and gush out that you are T1D too?! Sadly, this would be kinda freakish of you, so you resist the urge and carry on in painful silence. I don't know what it is about seeing someone like that that makes you feel less alone in this battle. Just remember, your NEVER lone in your fight with T1D. There are probably lots of kids right in your community who have it too! Maybe one day I'll write a really cool post on how I overcame my fear factor and talked to someone i noticed with a pump/glucometer. ;)
Stay True!
-Kelby

I should sue! (Sp?)

If you are a chain of twenty or more reaturaunts, you must provide nutritional information. Cracker Barrel apparently didn't get the memo. Or Cheddars. These are the only two resturaunts I've discovered so far without nutrition info. I'm sorry, but this is aggravating to me. If I had a child who was diabetic and I couldn't find the exact carb count for them, I would probably have a cow. As the case is, I'm the diabetic here and I can pretty much guess and just see how it goes. I'm not angry enough to sue or anything, it is just one of those little aspects of diabetic life that people don't consider; or rather understand. So I'm going to come back this afternoon and post: exactly what I ate, how much insulin I took, and my before and after BSR. Maybe that can help you guys some down the road if you wanna eat a fruit and yogurt parfait from Cracker Barrel. Your welcome in advance. 😄

Video Games

So last night I discovered that video games effect my BSR. Well, rather the excitement of video games. I took insulin and ate right around nine. I had been snacking on some small amounts of carbs before then, but I don't think it would have been enough to shoot my sugar up to 249 three hours later. Not sure what that's all about, but ya just kinda have to roll with the punches. My guess though, is that Super Smash Bros may have gotten me a little too excited.
Update on the pump thing- we decided that the Insulet company (the makers of the omni-pod) were not the right choice for us. So now I am waiting to fill out paper work for the Animas One Touch Ping. Still shooting up with insulin pens for the time being.
I start college June 30th, and we are now sleeping in our new house.. *round of applause*
That's pretty much all!
Stay True! ~Kelby

Burnout

Everyone experiances burn out at some point and area of their life. Work, School, sometimes even family can becoming overwhelming. So whats the solution? Your tired of work or school? Take a vacation. Your family driving you crazy? Go for a drive and put your phone on silent. Tired of having diabetes?..... *cricket*cricket*

You see, when you are tired of pricking your finger, getting bad results, taking injections, counting carbs, lows, highs, inconsistency..... You have to suck it up and move on. You have to deal with it. Because diabetes doesn't take a vacation. You cant call your pancreas and say, "Hey todays my birthday, can you work for just today so I can eat all the junk I want?". Nope. You can eat that cake- go ahead, but bolus first; check your sugar first.

Im barely three months in to this thing. You know the hard part? It doesn't go away. I will have diabetes when I walk across the stage this Saturday and receive my diploma. When I walk into my first college class, diabetes is gonna be there. T1D will walk me down the isle on my wedding day. It will play an instrumental part in me raising my kids.

You know what else? Its OKAY. Sure its hard, sure its dumb, and sure a cure or healing would be fantastic. But until then, I can do this. We can do this. With Gods grace and help, Im gonna keep on chugging, because quitting isn't an option.

The point of this post: Be encouraged. Even when you get burnt out and fed up, just keep on going. Remember, your not alone in any battle you face.

**Random Updates**
Insulet finally called about my pump. Hopefully it won't be much longer till they hook me up, literally! Oh, and Im getting a new medical ID because I took mine off during senior pics and lost it. You know, typical Kelby thing. The good part is, we ordered interchangeable bands with my new one, so I can match it to my outfits ;)

I had my highest BSR since diagnosis last night.. 220 : ( #inexperianceddiabetic I know y'all have WAY higher sugars than that, but thats pretty high for me. I double checked my dinner bolus and following snacks, but I did everything right, sooo just one of those things I guess.

As always, Stay True!

Why..Just Why?

Ketones, I don't understand you.

Sugars have been fine, haven't really felt bad, and yet you are still hanging out.

What is so awesome about my urine?! (Sorry, TMI)

But for realz!

Your exhausting me. Between you and Mother nature, I'm lacking some major energy. 

We need to have a powwow.

Sincerely, frustrated T1D

Sisterly Pride

2:01am. She's dilated 5cm. Contractions every minute and a half. And today is my birthday. YAY! What a cool birthday present! Cant wait to smooch his sweet little face...

This is my first all-nighter as a diabetic. I haven't checked my sugar at all yet because I haven't really felt the need to. I was getting sleepy than I drank some Diet Dr Pib (boo for no Diet Dr Pepper-curse you cafeteria) and that caffiene woke me up gooood. Went with Shan (the bro-in-law) downstairs to get his sweatshirt and ended up running all the way to the car and back. It felt GREAT.

Let me just say- my sister is a hero. She has breathed through those contractions like a champ- no epadural! So very proud of her <3 She has an awful good husband too..they make a great team! He is going to have to train my imginary never going to exist future husband. Everything is going smooth and naturally... Praise God! This baby is going to be well loved. Aunt Kelby is going to love him and kiss him and be there for him as long as she lives... cant wait to squeeze his sweet self!

On another random, (litteraly) less sweet note, I have my appointment with the diabetes educator Tuesday! Pump life, here I come!

God is so good. Im so thankful for how he has helped my big Sis. So thankful for how he has helped me EVERYDAY. #GODSGOOD (Oh yes I just hashtagged...deal with it) Hahaha. Its late, k? Its my birthday too.. so gimme a break.