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[thediabeticsurvivor]

Have a festive #diabetes (as much as possible)

[soniaaristo]

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[primalaska]

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[ekafarm-blog]

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[healthadvisory]

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[renningb]

DAY TWO: I won't lie, my favorite part of the day sometimes is coming home and taking my pants off, even if that means I'm changing into workout gear. Time to get after those arms! 💪🏼 Are you an AM or PM workout girl/guy? Personally, I love my sleep, so I rarely wake up earlier than I have to just to get a workout in. Although it does sound nice to get it over with for the day 🤔 . . . @targetstyle Socks for the win!!! #positivevibes #positivemessages #bodypositive . . . #diabetic #diabetes #livingwithdiabetes #t1diabetes #t1diabetic #diabeticfitness #fitnessfordiabetics #typeonediabetes #typeonediabetic #livingwithtypeonediabetes #livingwithtypeone #typeone #typeonestrong #typeonenation #diabeticstrong #diabeticgirl #diabeticdiva #diabetestypeone #mylifeasabiabetic #mylifeasatypeone #makeitcount #youreworthit

[buckeyenative01]

Life giver #insulin #diabetes #diabetestypeone #typeonediabetes #insulinpump #novolog #diabetic #wilfordbrimley (at Flagstaff, Arizona)

[zo-theartist]

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[soniaaristo]

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[s-colbyxo-blog]

The most profound and truthful thing I’ve ever read about Type I Diabetes. After many tries of trying to explain to my husband the struggles I have with type one diabetes I finally just sent him this message and I asked him not to read it in front of me and to talk to him about it later on and his view of my disease is changed immensely it feels good to have others to understand and not just those affected with the same disease.

[rawgoddessgirl]

Let Them Eat Cake — Prologue "Or She Could Just Eat Right"

Esoteric literature talks about the intense rush of energy and power that can be gained from taking another’s life. Blood sacrifice is known to propel the potency of a ritual to epic proportions. If this is so, then the rush of energy and euphoria that is gained from the saving of another’s life, must be a thousand times greater.  

On my way home from northern California several weeks ago, after spending seven days nursing my Aunt Wanda back to life, I woke up at my brother’s place in Berkeley at 5am—after a 1am bedtime—to drive six hours back to my kitchen in time for eight hours of work. When I got home at 9pm I unpacked, then stayed up til 4am writing recipes and instructions for my aunt and her caregiver. Three hours later I woke up feeling bright and refreshed and excited about life. I worked a ten-hour day, then stayed up til dawn, writing. By 8am I was awake and ready to go again. Even though I’d had three glasses of wine the night before, in an attempt to fall asleep by sunrise.  

In pole I had so much energy that for two hours my feet barely touched the ground. My class dance was a fiery explosion of hot creation energy to Datsik & Excision's “Vindicate". It tore through me and the room and left us all exhilarated and me crazy high. Afterwards the teacher asked where I was getting all this energy:  “You’re like some wild erotic creature on crack today, you gave everything and you still have all this energy running through you!” I told her I was probably delirious because I’d only had eleven hours of sleep since Sunday and it was now Wednesday afternoon. My energy was spinning so fast that my teeth were chattering and my eyes were vibrating, much the way they used to do when the MDMA would start to kick in.

I wonder if the reason no one mentions this ecstatic heightened state that I found myself experiencing post-Aunt Wanda rescue, is because people might start to perform “altruistic" acts out of a desire to get high, rather than out of a true selfless impulse. And then it wouldn’t work. The impulse has to be pure love, to receive the elusive pot of euphoria on the other end of the seva rainbow that I never even knew existed. I guess that doesn’t speak highly of how often I find myself overcome by altruistic urges; the dopamine rush took me completely by surprise. I got back several weeks ago, and I still feel happy chemicals flooding my bloodstream when I think of Wanda’s Transformation.

Some history...

Years ago when I was an angry traumatized suicidally-depressed thirteen-year-old, Wanda saved my life. She saved my life over and over. She is the sole reason I am a happy balanced functional adult. She is the sole reason I am capable of healthy relationships. For years I have been convinced that she is living on the strength of her heart chakra alone, as no matter what her physical challenges—which are numerous and never-ending—she never stops caring, loving, rescuing. She takes everyone into the vastness of her heart. She always has room to love one more lost soul back from the brink.

The lifelong list of Wanda’s life-threatening ailments and conditions and accidents would take volumes, so I’ll just describe the situation I found her in last month, when I drove the eleven hours to Fort Bragg in a barely-subdued panic that she’d die before I got there. I’d removed the passenger seats and filled the entire back of my Element with cases of coconuts, ceramic knives, wooden utensils, my Vitamix, my saffron, my vanilla beans, various superfoods, and three big coolers of juices, smoothies, and elixirs.

Afraid she would tell me not to come if I announced my plan to feed her, I had only gotten up the courage to tell her I was driving up two days before I took off. I said nothing about bringing my Vitamix.

Wanda has been suffering from Type 2 diabetes, which "progressed" to Type 1 when her pancreas stopped producing insulin five years ago, for almost three and a half decades. She has been overweight for most of her adult life. She has multiple acquired brain injuries from her abusive first husband. She has had innumerable strokes and heart attacks, peppered with the occasional grand mal seizure. She has a 30-lb sack of fluid around her heart. She had a gastric bypass two years ago that everyone thought was a huge success when she lost over a hundred pounds...but which is now the source of a whole new set of problems.  

Cut to now:   

Wanda has no colon, hardly any stomach, and only several feet of intestines left, half of which live in a queasy dangling intestine-shaped blob on the outside of the sheath surrounding her torso, due to a "slip of the knife" (?!?) when the surgeon accidentally gave her a hernia during the surgery. During a second emergency surgery, the hospital didn’t bother to call in a professional anesthesiologist, and she was off oxygen for ten minutes and had two cardiac arrests before anyone noticed; her thoughts have been a bit cloudy ever since. Everyone was amazed she woke up at all.

For the past eighteen months, she hasn’t been able to go longer than eight minutes without a bowel movement. On a good day, she still uses the restroom 75—or more—times. The diarrhea is painful, explosive and often uncontrollable. If circumstances force her to leave the bedroom, she has to bring five changes of clothing. Anything she eats comes out the other end looking pretty much the same as it went in, only covered in blood.

The doctors and nutritionists have yet to make a dietary suggestion that works. Her body won’t accept anything she eats. She is slowly starving to death. She has constant terrible gut pain. She is always dehydrated. She sleeps with an oxygen tube up her nose and if it becomes dislodged during the night, as often happens, she wakes up disoriented, confused and scared.

At the point when I arrived—less than one month ago—her doctors were advocating Total Parenteral Nutrition (TPN), an IV feeding device that they had previously advised against, due to the fact that ninety percent of diabetics on TPN die of bone infections within the first twelve months. Wanda's situation is especially tenuous, not only because of her diabetes, but because of her history of high blood pressure and heart disease. One of the IV tubes would be inserted through the thirty pounds of fluid in her chest and directly into her heart.

No one is sure how this will safely be accomplished, and Wanda herself is terrified of the near-certainty of infection (should she survive the tube insertion). She also isn’t looking forward to living out the rest of her—albeit short—lifetime without ever getting to enjoy the taste of food or the visceral experience of eating with her mouth again.

In spite of their earlier unanimous disapproval of TPN for Wanda, her doctors are now supporting it because her health insurance won’t pay for her to try an expensive new prescription drug called Gattex unless she’s been on TPN for nine months. In clinical studies, Gattex was used to treat adults with Short Bowel Syndrome who are dependent on TPN for their nutrition. “Success” in these trials is defined as such:  in some cases, after a minimum of six months of daily subcutaneous injections, Gattex “may” help the remaining bowel absorb more, and “may” reduce the need for TPN.

First of all, do the math. Ninety percent of diabetics die within their first twelve months on TPN. If Wanda survives the requisite nine months to be approved for Gattex, Gattex will take a minimum of six more months (a total of fifteen months, for someone with a life expectancy of less than twelve) before she “may” see the desired results. By “desired”, I don’t mean that the results are desirable. In this case, “desired” only means that she “may" be able to take an occasional day off from her IV feed bag. She won’t be able to simply go off the daily 10-12 hour drip the moment her health insurance approves her for Gattex.  

Second of all, I find the use of the word “syndrome” in describing the circumstance of someone who has had a large portion of the intestine surgically removed to be misleading. Short Bowel “Syndrome” implies that the condition arose spontaneously within the patient’s body. “Syndrome” implies that the patient's body is more at fault than the “health” industry, when things go awry. “Syndrome” sounds like an event whose occurrence is governed by pure chance. Much like the way people are conditioned to regard so-called terminal illnesses:  diabetes, cancer, “the incurables”.

"Lucky" people don’t come down with a “syndrome” (or cancer, diabetes, etc). "Unlucky" people do. Either way, “syndrome” exonerates the physician—indeed, the entire “health” business—from responsibility for any negative complications or side effects that arise from the original treatment. In the case of a gastric bypass, it seems these complications are so common that they warranted the invention of an entirely new drug. And don't think that just because the medical industry IS RESPONSIBLE (in spite of their linguistic evasions) for the original problem, that their  “solutions” come cheap.

Enter Gattex.

Let’s check out some potential side effects of Gattex, this new “medicine” which I don’t consider to be a medicine at all, since it does not heal, but merely mitigates (partially, and only sometimes) the disastrous “side effects” of one of their other medical "advances”, the gastric bypass. The long, long list on www.gattex.com commences with "May cause cancer" and ends with "Fluid overload. Too much fluid may lead to heart failure, especially if you have heart problems." Even if we ignore Wanda's countless strokes and heart attacks, a 30-lb sack of fluid around her heart must certainly qualify as already-existing “fluid overload” and “heart problems".

The Gattex website advises their potential customers—the unfortunate state of modern “health” care in the US being what it is, I feel “customer” (or possibly, "victim") to be a more accurate term than “patient”—to inform their healthcare provider if they have any number of issues, presumably because people with such issues should not take this new carcinogenic wonder-drug. Wanda has every condition on the list except for “pregnant or planning to become pregnant” and “breastfeeding”.

When I pulled into her driveway at 11pm Sunday night, four weeks ago from right now, on the tail end of the Strawberry Moon in June, Wanda was deciding between taking her chances on TPN and possibly living long enough to qualify for Gattex, or refusing TPN and dying of malnutrition within the next few months. Her doctors were presenting the TPN-Gattex combo plate as a “last resort” option…as much as anything can be considered an “option” when the choice offered is “do it or die”.

Or, she could just eat right.  

[donjaa]

"You’re kinda lucky you have diabetes. I mean, there are worse diseases you can have."

Someone said this to me yesterday and I can’t explain how sad this makes me.

[thediabeticsurvivor]

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[thediabeticsurvivor]

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[thediabeticsurvivor]

DIAVENTURE!

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[thediabeticsurvivor]

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