Posts Tagged ‘affirmations’

surviving diabetes=small steps, and some stubbornness

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

A lot of people think being stubborn is an unhealthy trait. But for me, I can see that my refusal to give in to the impact diabetes has on me physically and emotionally has served a purpose. A great one. And that is refusing to give up on moving forward. Sometimes the steps aren’t easy. Other times I have been furious at being so different from friends and family. I’ve certainly cried my share of self-pity party tears–haven’t we all? I’ve sometimes run away from facing diabetes straight on. But give in? Not yet.

That’s why I read, with interest, this recent article from a 1994-2008 study on just how serious the impact is on most people who have diabetes:

http://www.everydayhealth.com/diabetes/0110/diabetes-takes-a-toll-on-lifetime-earnings.aspx?xid=aol_eh-endo_5_20120109_&aolcat=APS&icid=maing-grid10%7Chtmlws-main-bb%7Cdl14%7Csec3_lnk1%26pLid%3D126657
 
Some of the unignorable facts that emerged from this study of 385 young diabetic teens into their thirties?
 
* having diabetes significantly increased the risk of dropping out of high school
* diabetics were 8-13% less likely to attend college
* while in school, people with diabetes had more frequent absences, adding up to substantially missed periods of schooling
* over a 40-year work period, diabetes affected overall earnings–people with diabetes made $160,000 less than people without the disease
 
The article tries to soften the blow of these issues through William Polonsky’s statements. He is CEO of the Behavioral Diabetes Institute and an associate clinical professor in psychiatry at the University of California, San Diego.  Although saying he “was surprised and disturbed by the study’s findings,” he went on to soft-pedal by adding, “if these findings are true for this group of kids from the early 1990′s, they’re probably not anymore” due to “changes in diabetes management over the past 20 or 30 years (which) have made a significant difference in the way people with diabetes live.”
 
“In the past,” Polonsky says, “some people were told by their physicians that they weren’t going to live too long, probably not even past 30 or 40 . . . which would have had an impact on how someone would view schooling . . . and career plans. Now, young people with type 1 diabetes can expect to have a normal or close-to-normal life span.”
 
I’ll admit that today’s medical technology helps. Home blood sugar testing, alone, turned my understanding of everything I do to take care of myself into one of immediate impact. These days, I actively immerse myself in taking the steps I need to take to be in the best health I can be. The data force me to do that and helped make me more accountable. A good thing, like Polonsky says!
 
But does this man realize how many negative messages are still out there for anyone dealing with lifelong health conditions? Those kids from the 1990′s, along with huge numbers of older people with Type 1 diabetes, have had to deal with this psychological assault, along with diabetes’ physical challenges, for a long time, fighting those messages we’ve heard for years.
 
I’ll admit that I was uncertain, especially when I was younger, about my own chances to live a long, full life due to having diabetes. Polonsky concedes to a typical mindframe in the medical community that has struck this kind of fear into so many diabetics. Comments I heard while growing up?
    ’You’ll be lucky to live into your 30′s or 40′s.’
    ’If you don’t start taking better care of yourself, you’re going to go blind. Or lose a toe. Or leg.’
   ‘You’ll never have a family.’
   ‘We can’t sell you life insurance if you have diabetes!’
 
   Nasty thinking. Dangerous territory. And all–not true! Thus, I am strangely grateful for that quirky trait of being stubborn. So many times in the face of negativity, I’ve stuck out my tongue at the naysayers. It’s helped me survive, somehow, and laugh at the absurdity of what I am dealing with. Deep inside, despite all my fears about this stuff coming true, my anger at proving it wasn’t going to take over my life was stronger than those messages. Well, most of the time. But you can’t live in a bubble of negativity too long before wanting to poke through it and see what else is out there in life.

 
And so it goes. Staying stubborn in the face of  negative feedback can, oddly enough, be a saving grace. You may need to think about a perspective different than yours, but you can’t give in like a passive sheep to diabetes’ (or any other health issues’) demands. Reflect on what’s really best for you (I have recently assembled a great team of doctors), be proactive and tweak what you need to do to take care of yourself and your loved ones (that’s why I wear an insulin pump), and then move past your worries to enjoy what life has to offer (I train my dogs in agility, conformation, obedience & pet therapy and immerse myself in ceramics & photography).  These steps are what I coach myself to do every day. Usually, it helps me move forward, even if that step, on a particular day, is but a small one.
 
B well, b happy. And be proactive, even if you can only take the smallest step.
 
Until next time, Kath
 

8 thoughts on not giving up on diabetes & moving forward

Saturday, November 19th, 2011

I don’t usually pass along quotes, although many inspire me toward appreciating life. But here’s one I thought I’d share. It may serve to strengthen your resolve or lighten your load–especially if you’ve been worrying a little too much about the “what if’s” of diabetes or another health issue.

Live your truth. Express your love. Share your enthusiasm. Take action towards your dreams. Walk your talk. Dance and sing to your music. Embrace your blessings. Make today worth remembering.                                                                                                                                              - Steve Maraboli       

Blessings? They surround us, challenging our thinking and the obstacles in our path. Diabetes, in a strange way, has ultimately made me a better person by forcing me to think, problem-solve, outwit and be able to laugh at all the zany situations that come up and are related to the disease. Would I rather be free of its burdens? Of course. But I also give thanks, at this time of the season, for its challenges. They remind me of the joy and beauty all around me. 

Celebrating Tess & Zoe's bds!

B well, b happy. And have a happy THANKSgiving. 

Until next time, kath

summers ‘n hummers ‘n things that matter

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2011
The never-ending search for food

 This past weekend I got to photograph hundreds of hummingbirds (mostly the rufous type; see one of my photographs above) with a group of fellow photobuffs in Santa Fe. What a glorious way to spend a morning–watching the antics of dive-bombing hummers buzzing everywhere!  It’s my passion for these miracles of everyday life and connecting with others that provide me with motivation and enough wonder to keep me going.

And the morning didn’t disappoint. The birds’ sequined feathers dazzled me. Their quest for energy-sustaining liquids fascinated. And their near-nonstop activity was mesmerizing. Then, looking at all the energy these jeweled hummers expended, a curious thought grabbed me.

Though I love watching these tiny acrobats, I can’t imagine how much sugar (i.e., carbs and food) it would take to keep me going like that! Our group’s hosts, in fact, let us know that they mix up, on average, over 300 pounds of sugar and water in one season. That translates into 1,733 calories (straight carbs) per pound of sugar, or almost 520,000 calories per season for those busy little creatures! I can’t even imagine having to figure out insulin coverage for this type of routine!

Having to count my carb intake every day and balance it with activity, sometimes feeling trapped into a “Groundhog Day” repetitive pattern of being chained to food as an insuling-taking Type 1 diabetic, this thought of never being able to do anything but sustain one’s life by a singular quest for food takes my breath away! And exercising like that? It really would take a miracle for any of us to sustain that level of activity (insulin-dependent or not). Go hummers, go!  Amazing what we take for granted, isn’t it?

B well, b happy. I’d love to hear about your passions that keep you going in spite of health challenges.

Until next time, kath

the burden of perfection

Saturday, April 30th, 2011

The curse of always trying to be . . .

Ahhh . . . the quest to always be better (if not perfect)! Shall I name the ways for those of us living with and touched by diabetes?

blood sugar levels

dietary restraints

 remembering to carry snacks (and glucose)

exercising not too much but definitely enough

following a routine

focusing on staying calm and happy

not snapping at our partner/spouse

trying to share just enough info about ourselves with friends and colleagues

meeting our health-care team at least half-way

 improving HA1C levels

being kind to our eyes

enjoying small treats likes tastes of ice cream, a bite of a cookie, and (of course) chocolate

not making ourselves crazy about all the what-if’s

finding friends with whom we’re comfortable sharing some the details of living with this disease

letting ourselves be cared for and loved

giving to and helping others

being happy with our own bodies

smiling–even when it’s hard to do so

moving to a positive state of mind

tackling new ideas, projects, hobbies and interests

BELIEVING that all things are possible

What thoughts and issues don’t weigh us down when we allow ourselves to feel burdened with the impact of life’s disappointments and defeats?

I strive to rise beyond these days. Sometimes all it takes to help is looking at my in-the-moment puppy, so filled with the joy of discovery that I can’t help but hug her and feel renewed. A hug, a connection, a friend. And all is better in my world.

 

B well, b happy.

Until next time, your friend kath

Find your niche and soar!

Friday, March 25th, 2011

Kath + Tess' first show- Scottsdale

Whoever said life–despite living with diabetes–can’t be fun?

Having come back recently from showing my puppy Tess in our first AKC conformation shows, and entering  local AKC Agility Trials with my 5 year old whippet Zoe for the very first time, I can swear to the magic that intense participation in something–anything–you love doing is worth it!

I’ll admit I was a tad overwhelmed when I drove all the way from Albuquerque to Scottsdale for my first dog show a few weeks ago! Mostly, I was a little rattled at having to stand my puppy correctly as show judges scrutinized me, her, and other entrants. But it took only a day or two into the showing process (along with some lessons and advice before I’d left home for the show), to realize that I really could do this! And aside from the political aspects of the dog show world where well-known breeders and their dogs and handlers sometimes garner judges’ attention and the top awards, we did well enough to be encouraged! Two 2nd place ribbons, several 3rds and 4ths, and a world of experience in the realm of showing my puppy! Woo hoo!

Next up, reminding me of the importance of exercising, eating right, practicing agility signals and moves, and just striving to improve, came the AKC 3-day agility trial. I entered Zoe with a little trepidation. Like me, she’s quirky and gets stressed in situations that are new to her. But we’ve worked hard for almost three years trying to learn agility together. I was happy, knowing my dog had found a niche in which she could do well. But I didn’t know if she would hold up at the competition level. So we registered for our first agility trials to find out.

What did I learn? Because I didn’t give up, Zoe and I are finally a team. Running two agility runs each day of the 3-day trial was great for me; the stress, well, sometimes less than great! But the lure of working at agility to get better is, well, simply alluring. I actually have dreams of earning any coveted titles of AX (Excellent A Agility), AXJ (Excellent A Jumpers With Weaves), or even, dare I say it, a MACH (Master Agility Champion)!

Camaraderie with other agility enthusiasts, the potential to make good friends, the focus it takes to stay physically active and get  stronger to compete–all for the love of a dog and a sport. Voila! How powerful to find a niche that makes your heart (and not your blood sugar!) soar.  Ahhhhhh; all is well.

Kath + Zoe in Agility Trials- Albuquerque

B well; b happy.  And find any niche that helps u soar to new heights!

Until next time, Kath

the guessing game

Wednesday, March 16th, 2011

Just a quick thought to share today as spring tempts us to be more active outdoors and blood sugar levels start to drop . . .

I love challenging myself to guess my blood sugar several times every day. It’s like playing a game, but the reward of being satisfied that you are close to being in the right range is great! Except, of course, when you’re not, but that’s a different story!

Today, for example, I was lured outdoors by the warmth of a sunny morning. Before I knew it, I began to trim a few roses and collect fallen leaves from the garden soil. An hour later, I started to feel a little shaky. I’d only eaten a light bf of egg and tea since I’d awakened at 170. But gardening worked its magic in more ways than one; I knew I had to check my blood sugar, and I used the moments before doing so to guess what it would register on my meter. Hmmm; I’ll bet it’s 48 right now, I thought. And moments later, voila! 52 appeared on my meter.

Not a bad guess at all! And a fun way to check up on affirming I’m in touch with reading–correctly or not–what’s happening with my body and blood sugar shifts. Such a strange way to poke at living day to day with diabetes, I know, but also an important tool to focus on connecting with my state of health, too.

B well, b happy, b FUN.

Until next time, Kath

resolutions

Saturday, January 1st, 2011

today– 1/1/11 –was such a lazy day. so c-c-cold here in the aftermath of arctic air sweeping down to the southwest, even my pup tess was curled up in front of the space heater. so i just took time to catch up on the computer, immersed myself in a good book, and picked up around the house. of course, lazing around makes me feel so guilty, what with not exercising or actively working on managing my blood sugars. but everyone needs to build in these cerebral quiet kind of days to reflect and move forward with new plans.

and those resolutions are definitely on my calendar:  3 new puppy training classes starting at the end of the week.  joining a local gym (a have-to, but all i can say about going there a few times a week is . . .  ”blech!”). and, if i don’t freeze to death while doing it, getting out to the local mountains to x-c ski in two days for the first time this winter!  i prepaid and thus obligated myself to 6-7 x-c and snowshoeing trips through february with a great group of people, so aside from whining about the possibility of freezing, i expect to have lots of fun and reap the benefits of getting outside during the worst of these cold winter months.

here’s hoping you’ve had a chance to plan out and make good on some health(y) resolutions, too! wishing a happy and healthy new year filled with ongoing zest for life’s passions to all my friends and family!

B well, be happy. Until next time, Kath

keys to the harvest

Thursday, September 16th, 2010

Strolling through my bountiful garden this sun-drenched afternoon, I noticed the first fallen leaves tucked here and there, curled into warm corners.  It seemed incongruous with my wish for summer to never come to an end; me, just loving summer’s freedom and joy. I’ve lovingly nurtured these plants through spring and summer, coaxing them to provide me with their tasty treasures. Today, plucking some tasty golden cherry tomatoes bright as a golden sun, pulling the ripe red romas, I marveled at the yield and how it has fed me, my family, and so many friends for months. And I thought about the last of the harvest, just a few weeks ahead. I do love fall, even as I wish summer would never end.

So in the quiet time spent watering and filling my waiting bowl, I reflected on more than the nutrients I’d consumed and shared that promised to fill our bodies with superdoses of vitamins; I recalled a poem that recently crossed my hands. I’ll beg the use of writer’s license to change the title from Plant a Garden of Success, to Harvest a Garden of Success, as befitting the time of year, and share its message.

     HARVEST a GARDEN of SUCCESS

1) Plant 5 rows of peas: 

     PATIENCE

     PERSERVERANCE

     PREPARATION

     PLANNING

     POSITIVENESS

2) Include 3 rows of squash:

     SQUASH NEGATIVITY

     SQUASH DIETING (yeah, right) . . .

     SQUASH DEPRIVATION

3) Add 5 rows of lettuce:

     LET US BE POSITIVE

     LET US TAKE RESPONSIBILITY

     LET US BE IN CONTROL

     LET US REWARD OUR ACCOMPLISHMENTS

     LET US BE EMPOWERED

4) No garden is complete without turnips:

     TURN UP WITH A POSITIVE ATTITUDE

     TURN UP WITH A SMILE

     TURN UP WITH NEW IDEAS

     TURN UP WITH REAL DETERMINATION

     TURN UP WITH SUCCESS

These, then, must be key to reaping a great harvest in life, and making those everyday obstacles a little less burdensome, no?

Until next time. B well, B happy, Kath

horoscopes, s’moroscopes: it’s all in question

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

Reading my horoscope the other day:

Eugene Ionesco once said, “It’s not the answer that enlightens, but the question.”

Yep; it’s all about asking the right questions, which lead me to more queries, and pushes me to question my own thinking and actions. Necessary. Stimulating. Sometimes unnerving. But usually a great challenge and adventure on this road.

Kudos to the sappy horoscope writer and a tribute to the French-Romanian playwright Ionesco for helping me touch base with what’s important on this roller-coaster ride.

banish the blues

Friday, April 2nd, 2010

a friend of mine who has a very wise soul writes that despite how many times we tell ourselves that positive thoughts will make a difference in our lives (“I will exercise by walking my dogs today” . . . “I can take my mind off my high blood sugar while waiting for it to come down to a more normal range”) . . . it’s by making up a ritual or using a symbol that makes what we resolve to do all the more powerful.

lynda, in her book ceremonies for change: creating personal ritual to heal life’s hurts, shares how life-changing it is to think of things that have symbolic meaning to you, and in the company of a friend or loved ones, have the courage to verbally share your goals by creating a ceremony that will truly celebrate changes you want to bring about in your life.

as i contemplate the power of symbols to move my own thinking and actions, i catch glimpse of a tiny stuffed dog sitting on my fireplace mantle. she represents both being loved and being able to forgive.

any number of coins collected from foreign countries to which i’ve traveled symbolize health AND adventure; they are a vivid reminder that i need to take care of myself so i can be well enough to travel to other countries and be able to meet people of all kinds! this way of thinking keeps me looking forward with anticipation to the possibility of opening up new doors to amazing experiences that, whether physical, intellectual, and/or spiritual, sustain me!

finally, a small broken shard saved from one of my own pottery pieces represents creativity; being able to appreciate the people and experiences in my life that have enabled me to be creative and move forward. holding this fragment, i am able to push myself to let go of my worries. instead, it enables me to think of what i might make next.  i can imagine being totally immersed in shaping another ceramic piece on my wheel or by hand that will be unique and likely better than what existed before.

Ah, the unbelievable power of words and the magic of ritual; maybe i should just swallow any doubts and try it.  the marriage of intellectual intention and celebratory acts might just be the ticket to feeling better and moving forward on this blustery not-quite-spring day; a blues-buster.