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Does Diabetes Interfere With Your Parenting?

My five-year-old daughter thinks diabetes is something she will have when she’s a mom. Like me, she’ll write stories, have brown hair, have two kids, and have diabetes. Diabetes often needs my attention just like her little brother does. And sometimes diabetes takes priority over both of them. And I resent that.

Cherry Chocolate Almond Biscotti

It’s funny to think that I was intimidated by the idea of making biscotti, back in the days when I used real sugar and flour. That seems about a million…

Dexcom Share: A Surprising First Impression

With the Dexcom Share usage sweeping the diabetes community, my adult daughter with diabetes and I decided to experiment. She – the person with diabetes- would get one and let me look in on her life with diabetes for a while. She’d see what it was like – after all these years of independence – to have someone oversee her diabetes life. I – the parent of someone with diabetes—would see – after years of trusting her and supporting her from afar – if I could handle seeing how life goes for her minute by minute.

A Writer with Diabetes Creates a Character with Diabetes

Leah walks past her mother and gets the vial of insulin out of the refrigerator. After she draws the right number of units, her mother lifts her shirt and Leah makes the injection into a small roll of pinched fat on her stomach right between two small bruises. “You could do this yourself,” she says. “You ought to. They showed you how.”

Honey, I Crushed the Omnipod

You know those cascades of little mistakes that suddenly add up to a big one? Well, one of those cascading failures happened to Bisi and me the other…

Slow Cooker Steak Fajitas

No need to thinly slice your steak in this easy low carb steak fajitas recipe; your slow cooker does all the work for you! Just pile in your ingredients and then shred the meat at the end. Serve with some low carb tortillas, cauliflower rice or eat it as I do, straight from the bowl like soup. It’s delicious and will quickly become a family favorite.

A Weekend Excursion to a Type 1 Diabetes Diagnosis

“Your blood sugar was five hundred and twenty four,” whispered the doctor through pale lips, after gently pulling back the curtain that had been separating me from the reality of the situation. “I’m sorry, but you have Type 1 diabetes.” His mouth continued to move, but I heard nothing.