I just want to say thank you for the comments you all have made. I know I can't give up and I need to stick it out (no pun intended) and knowing you all are here with me really helps. Thanks and yes they could have hooked me up to some IVs.

I just want to be... undiabetic. One day, one taste of what life would be without this ugly disease. I have never known life pre-diabetes. I was diagnosed at age 3, I do not remember life without testing, without tri-yearly doctor visits, eating a piece of candy without feeling guilty. Just one day, that is all I want. When an infection gets inside me my body simply doesn't kill it, the infection wages war. I think Kerri from SixUntilMe puts it best when she says 'I want to be able to say I used to be a diabetic.' I love that statement cuz I believe that is what every diabetic wants. I read it a few months ago and it has still stuck with me. I want to serve this country by enlisting in the army, I want to learn how to fly a plane without restrictions, I want to wake up in the moring without evidence of finger pokes, i want to get dressed and not worry about where to put 'Thia' (my pump's name). I didn't ask for this. I sometimes talk myself into believing that God gave this to me because he knew I could take it. That I was stronger than most. That I wouldn't give up. That use to work more when I was younger, before the complications were real to me. I have had this infection since October! The only thing different about it this time is it relocated. Why?

SoCcEr

I am happy to report that I will be coaching soccer again this spring and we start March 13th! I'm really excited. I coached last year and I am looking forward to coaching again. My friend from Alverno and I coach JV soccer at Thomas More High School. Go Cavaliers! Last year was a good year. For the most part our team got along and they worked hard. Yay! So excited!
I finally made my docter appointment! It is long past due. My last appointment was in October and my docter wants to see me every 3 months. My appointment is March 10th. The icky part is I think my staph infection relocated and my appointment is the day after my birthday. Oh well.

Flashback

I was thinking about soccer season the other night and I thought about this...
THE LMC PLAY-IN GAME AGAINST MSOE:
It was the LMC play-in game and we were away. We were also the underdogs. I was so hyped for the game. Bring it on, they may have beat us the first time we played them but they wouldn't get us again. We were a different team and we wanted this. It was the first half and we were looking good. Everyone was on that Thursday night; it was set up to be a great game. 10-15 minutes into the game I recieve a pass heading to the left corner. I bring it out a little more to the left baiting my defender. She thinks she's in control, I'm right where she wants me; left foot=weak foot and I keep shying that way. Here is my moment, one quick nudge to the right and it is the perfect, lined up shot that I had been waiting for since my return; it would be perfect... I bait hard to the left and my defend goes, everything is off to a great fake-and-bake, I shift my weight and momentum right and that is when everytning is lost. My right foot is not high enough of the ground for the move I'm making, as my body is going right my foot stays. Before I know it I am on the ground looking down the perfect lane I had worked so hard to get. I can get up and still get off a decent shot, my defender is not ready, I can still do this, I need to do this! I couldn't do it, my ankle was done; I could not feel the pain yet because of the adrilaine that was rushing over me but I could not get up. My defender put everything in to getting that ball out of the box, it was over. I was taken off the field in tears. I was in pain but I wanted to play. The game went on and I watched. It was a great game. I was so proud to be there with my team. They played with everything they had and even though it was our last game of the season it was a beautiful match.
Heather and TK's boyfriend helped me to the van and Sue drove me home so mom could take me to the ER. It was a 2nd degree sprain and I was out of commission for almost 2 weeks. When I did finally return it was already well into basketball season. I had a lot to make up for. I did and I'm going strong.

10 K A Day

Well, I got ahold of my doctor... well, his assistant. I called on Friday and they said I couldn't make an appointment because he was booked for the next 2 1/2 months! So I talked to an assistant and gave them some of my numbers and they called back about 10 minutes later and told me to lower my basal rate by half! I was getting 1.3 units/hour and they lowered it between 12:00-3:00 to .6 units/hour! I though that was a bit drastic but it seems to be working ok so far. Sandra Miller had some good advise though. I never thought about the protien packed snack. Great idea, I will have to give that a try.
Today the student group I am in (encoUrage) kicked off our get in shape, get up, and get going promotion- 10 K A Day! Challenge...Walk a 10 K every day for a month. We were expecting 100 people to show up and close to 200 came! We were excited. Everyone was given a pedometer, a water bottle, and a walking log. Every week we tally everyone's progress and next month we are having a party and giving prices to the people/groups who did the best. Get up and walk! 10 K A Day it!