#types of fasting diabetes

[mintmatcha]

idk if any t1d follow me but i need this info for work: how long does it take you to get your blood sugars up

[sillylogiclover]

Yk, ik, I said no venting. BUT LET'S MAKE IT KNOWN MOM'S AREN'T ALWAYS THE PERFECT FUCKING ANGELS PEOPLE ASSUME THEY ARE SHALL WE?

Sooo most of ya know by now I have t1d, and I have devices that help me with it! I'm gonna guess some of you don't know what an insulin pump is. Well not to fear! I'll explain -

In short, an insulin pump is something that, well, pumps insulin into your system. Though, as far as in my experience, they can run out of insulin and also do expire after a few days. That means they must be changed to a new one every few days (or sooner if the insulin runs out).

So, how's this relevant? Strap on in, BECAUSE THIS ISN'T EVEN 10% OF MY LORE MOTHERFUCKERS!

So, sometimes these pumps of mine run out of insulin in the middle of the night. Not long ago actually, I had no clue how to change em. So, who did I need to go to when they'd run out? My mother, the person who's supposed to care for me no matter what-

Why am I shaking?

So, picture this - It's 2am, I'm either peacefully sleeping or on a website just scrolling for funsies. Now when these pumps run out, there's this loud, agitating, beep that goes on until you disable the pump - This happens when they expire or run out of insulin. I turn it off, remove the old pump from my arm, and grab the stuff needed to put on a new one.

Go into my parents room - Both my mom and dad are asleep. I shake my mom, whispering 'hey' so she can wake up. She eventually does, and I tell her we need to change the thing.

It was ALMOST always a variation of "In the morning" or some shit like that. She doesn't even budge. So, dejectedly, I go back to my room and go to sleep.

Overnight? My bloodsugar skyrockets. Either into the 400's or 500's. So around the early morning, I get a rude awakening of needing to vomit my fucking organs out. IT IS SO PAINFUL. IT EXHAUSTS ME. And it's not just once - I usually throw up like 3 - 5 fucking times.

SO I EVENTUALLY SAID "FUCK THIS BULLSHIT" AND DID IT MYSELF. I LEARNED MYSELF. MY MOM DIDN'T TEACH ME, NO. I HAD TO LEARN MYSELF.

She RARELY did. There's... one specific time I remember, where I kept pestering her about it. And, well, she did! Soo, sometimes my arms get shaky, and so she has to hold my arm in place. Usually it's gentle. No. That time it was this aggressive grip on my wrist that hurt quite a bit. I didn't say anything though - After all, she was already annoyed.

So, in conclusion ; If you don't feel like you're being loved by your mom, then you probably aren't. And it's not your fault that they're twats who are so selfish they won't even think about their own child.

(I'm gonna delete this later so I don't risk her seeing, but. just let this get out there.)

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[mr-divabetic]

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[astrolook]

🎨💍Appearance & Traits Of Future Spouse In Astrology🌸🌹

Note: These are just my personal observations and recurring patterns I've noticed over the years. Take what resonates with you and leave the rest. Feel free to share in the comments if any of this hits home. This post is based on Vedic astrology.

👀 Future spouse looks according to your 7th house sign

Aries - Their cheeks light up when they smile and that natural blush is everything. A reddish or sun-kissed complexion is common. Might be prone to rashes or sensitive skin. They’re outdoorsy like horseback riding, racing, biking, anything that gets the adrenaline pumping. 🚴‍♂️🏇Killer smile alert😍 Might even have cute freckles sprinkled across their face. Big beach lover too. Sun, sand, and salty air are their happy place.🌞🏖️

Taurus - Your future spouse might be average or short in height 🧍‍♂️, with a naturally attractive look that feels effortless either unusually good-looking or just conventionally beautiful 🌸. If it’s a husband, expect thick, bushy hair and a strong beard 🧔‍♂️; if it’s a wife, she’ll likely have looooong, dark hair 🌑 that gives off major classic beauty vibes. They tend to gain weight easily 🍰, often looking soft, chubby, cuddly, and touchable. If it’s a wife, she’s likely blessed with beautiful curves think nice breasts and a shapely butt 🍑 along with THICC thighs; if it’s a husband, strong broad shoulders and a sturdy chest stand out 💪. Your Taurus spouse will probably be obsessed with skincare and haircare 🧴, always smelling good and looking polished. And don’t be surprised if they’re big lovers of dairy products like cheese, milk, ice cream 🍦🧀 and their fridge is probably always stocked.

Gemini - Your future spouse will have a youthful vibe that’s almost androgynous. You might not be able to tell their age just by looking at them. For a wife, maybe keeps short hair or bangs and for husband keeps a trendy haircut. They talk with their hands constantly ✋👐 and have a way of moving that’s light, quick, and expressive. Physically, they tend to be on the slimmer side, sometimes looking pencil-thin ✏️. Their style changes like the weather 🌦️ one day casual, next day edgy, next day business chic. They have a fast metabolism and are total foodies 🍔🍟. Sarcastic jokes and a killer sense of humor are their signature traits 😂. They’re the type to love hiking, mountain climbing, or even just climbing trees for fun 🧗‍♂️🌳. Vacations twice a year are practically a necessity ✈️🏝️, and honestly, they probably watch p*rn casually too (just saying). Hobbies could include camping, bungee jumping, skydiving, and anything that screams "adventure." They love taking pictures 📸 of wildlife, landscapes, selfies, you name it and social media is basically a second home 🧑‍💻. They also bounce back super quickly from any illness 🛌➡️🏃‍♂️.

Cancer - Your future spouse might have a round, expressive face 🌝 that you’ll find super endearing. If they gain weight, a little double chin could show up extra cute, honestly. Their upper body tends to be stronger than their lower body 💪, with slender arms and legs 🦵, but if they do gain weight, a protruding belly might be noticeable 🍩. For a wife may have mild health issues like medicinal allergies or diabetes 💊, while for a husband, he might deal with blood pressure concerns 🩺. Thick, juicy lips 💋 are common, often with a little mole somewhere around or below the lip. Their eyes are large and full of emotion 👀, and their skin tends to be oily or combination type 🌿. Cancer spouses love calm, cozy hobbies like fishing 🎣 or decorating their homes with flowers 🌸. They might be into "boring" TV shows just to pass the time 📺 (think old reruns or cooking channels). Husbands usually aren't big on workouts as they prefer the couch life 🛋️, or minimal workout sessions while wives tend to be amazing cooks 👩‍🍳, the kind who whip up the best homemade meals.

Leo - Your future spouse’s hair will have wild, untamable energy, literally vibing in the 4th dimension 🌪️. Whether it’s long or short, curly or straight, their hair will somehow stand up and blow in all eight directions when they’re outside 😂. When they’re on the phone 📞, they don’t just talk, they scream. Honestly, you could tell them to skip the call and just shout at the nearest cell tower. The receiver would still hear them loud and clear 📡. They overshare everything like waking up at 3:47 am, going to the restroom for exactly 5 minutes 🚽, falling back asleep at 4:20 am, then waking up again at 7:05 am, all reported with dramatic precision. Their storytelling is basically line-by-line commentary 🎤. When stressed or angry, they might break things (accidentally... or not) 🥴. Despite everything, they’ll want to stay the absolute center of your life 💖 even after kids show up. Lovely, right? 👑

Virgo - Your future spouse might have noticeable under-eye dark circles 💤 either from insomnia or just too much late-night thinking. They have an oval face shape 🥚 and might naturally have a flabby or weaker body, but if they commit to working out, they pull off that strong, young, smirky, slightly quirky little bastard/bitch vibe 😈. Definitely an old soul trapped in a youthful face. They love the dark 🌑 and might be obsessed with reading dark thrillers, mystery stories, mangas, or anything slightly eerie 📚👻. Sitting alone in a dark room doing absolutely nothing for hours? Yeah, that’s their version of "recharging." Might struggle with insomnia 🌙 and there’s a good chance they wear glasses 🤓. If it’s a wife, think "sexy librarian" look 📖; if it’s a husband, the "sexy college professor" vibe is strong too 👨‍🏫. Later in life, they might dream about (or actually) living off-grid 🌾 away from the noisy city and getting into farming, or at least growing their own veggies in a backyard garden 🥕🌻.

Libra - Your future spouse will have a super well-proportioned body like everything just perfectly in place. Their hair is often curly or they love styling it that way 💇‍♀️, adding even more charm to their beautiful face 🌸. Later in life, they might struggle with gaining weight around the lower body 🍑. If it’s a wife, expect a thicc body that turns heads; if it’s a husband, thicc thighs and strong legs are the signature move 🦵🔥 and prefers clean-shaven look. Personality-wise, they tend to keep people at arm’s length 🤝, mostly because they overthink and struggle with making decisions sometimes. Either way, they’re either a heartthrob or a heartbreaker and no in-between 💔💘. Deep down though, all they really want is to sleep 🛌 the kind who can pass out in 5 minutes flat, like some kind of magic trick 🪄. They love gaming 🎮 or getting into long, blunt conversations about politics or random topics and no filters here 🗣️.

Scorpio - Your future spouse could have bushy eyebrows or thick eyelids that instantly catch your eye 👁️. Their gaze is intense, the kind that silently screams "I’m hiding a dark secret" 🌑. After meeting you, a major career shift could happen too like destiny nudging them onto a new path 🔮. If it’s a husband, he might either masterfully control his emotions 🧊 or secretly cry to you at night 🌙. If it’s a wife, she’ll probably be super emotional and break down easily 💧. They love watching birds 🐦 and often want pets around them for comfort 🐕🐾. No matter who earns more, somehow they end up managing the money 💸 (and doing it really well too). They're dreamy types who can get lost in thought, but when disappointment hits, it hits like a storm 🌪️. They hold onto past memories for a long time still grieving over a betrayal or a loved one death from 2020 like it was yesterday 💔. Fashion-wise, they swing either futuristic or full-on old-fashioned styles 🕰️👗. Either too open-minded or conservative in relationships. They’re also big on hustling always plotting a second source of income behind the scenes 🛠️.

Sagittarius - Your future spouse might have a noticeably large forehead 🧠 and either be tall or love wearing heels or chunky shoes just to look taller 👠👟. They’re super open-minded and frank, the kind who’ll never judge you, no matter what 👐. Adventure runs in their blood, so don’t be surprised if they’re into racing, extreme sports, or trying every cuisine under the sun 🍣🏎️. They're often bilingual or even multilingual 🗣️🌍, and after marriage, having more than one home or constantly moving could easily be part of your life 🏡✈️. Could be into military as well, in some cases. They might collect random treasures too like coins, artifacts, vintage stuff 🪙🏺. Spiritually, they swing big: either very religious, spiritual ✝️🧘‍♀️, or, if Jupiter is retrograde, they might be more agnostic or atheist 🙃. Deep down, they live by "my way or the highway" energy 🚗💨. They also forget stuff easily and are experts at misplacing things around the house 😂🔑.

Capricorn - Your future spouse might have a broad forehead 🧠 and if it’s a husband, a receding hairline could start creeping in before 30 😂. They tend to have a mature look, no matter their actual age 🎩. If it’s a wife, she might spot her first grey hair before 30 or have fine/ thin hair 💇‍♀️. They’re usually into cars 🚗, politics 🗳️, and are sarcastic to the bone 🗯️. Husband could have big hands and feet 🖐️🦶, totally noticeable. Addictions are a theme too either coffee ☕ or some other guilty pleasure they just can't give up. Total multitaskers 📈, they manage a huge circle of contacts, and their phone hangs from the sheer number of notifications 🔔📱. When it comes to buying stuff, they live by "the bigger, the better" 💵 but weirdly stingy when it’s not food or clothes 😂. They'll happily invest in a brand-new phone every 1.5 years without fail 📱✨.

Aquarius - Your future spouse might love dyeing their hair 🎨 like blue, pink, red, blonde, anything goes. They've probably gone through at least one surgical procedure before 30 🏥, either for health reasons or cosmetic tweaks. Their mind is pure detective mode 🔎, and when they lie, you literally can't tell if it’s the truth or not 🤷‍♀️. Masters at debates and throwing out facts like mini grenades 💣📚. Some might even elope for marriage 💍✈️ or have a destination wedding somewhere wild. They’re into offbeat stuff like comics, gaming, obscure mangas, or books nobody else has heard of 🎮📖. Always supporting indie artists and filmmakers 🎬🎨. Activism could be in their blood too ✊, standing out from the crowd without even trying. They thrive in night shifts or just get way more alive in the evening 🌙🦉. Open-minded, non-judgy, and smart workers 🧠⚡. They usually have one slightly "off" facial feature like one eye bigger than the other 👁️👁️OR a small nose bump 👃OR a lip mismatch 💋 but weirdly, it makes them unusually attractive, like beautiful but you can’t quite put your finger on why. Totally magnetic 🛸✨.

Pisces - Your future spouse might have super smooth skin that literally glows under the light and large dreamy eyes 🌊👀. They love activities like swimming, hiking, camping off-grid, or fishing, anything that gets them close to water or nature 🏕️🎣. Their moods are intense: if they’re sad, they sulk 🌧️; if they’re happy, they’re floating on cloud nine ☁️💖. They have a tendency to abandon things halfway 🏃‍♂️💨 switching paths when you least expect it. Sleep issues are common here 🌙💤. In early life, they might have struggled with drinking 🍷 or been under medicinal treatments 💊. Spiritually wired 🔮, but even normal conversations can sometimes feel like a personal attack to them 🥲. They get attached easily and letting go is a whole drama 💔. They love bragging about their life with you to friends and family 📢🥰 like you’re the center of their fairy-tale dream 🏡, white picket fence, two kids, the whole fantasy. When life gets heavy, you’ll find them crying under the sheets or in the shower quietly 💧🚿. Super into arts, DIYs, crafts 🎨🛠️ a true homebody until you drag them out, then boom, their wild adventurous side comes alive 🌍🔥.

Part 2 of this post will be about planets in 7th house for more info on spouse appearance and traits!

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[astranovaai]

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One Shot:

X-Reader with Sakamaki Brothers, Reader is a type 1 diabetic and their blood sugar is so low they think they're going to die

DISCLAIMER: The person who requested this has type 1 diabetes. I asked them for their experiences before writing these one-shots because I wanted to be accurate. That being said, not all people with type 1 diabetes have the same experiences.

Shu

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You stumbled, holding onto the couch's arm. You could feel your energy slipping away rapidly. "Shu..." you whispered quietly. Your lover, with his earbuds in, didn't hear you. "Shu." You said with as much strength as you could muster - which wasn't very much, but to your relief, one of his eyes opened. He sat up slowly and said your name.

"What's wrong?" You held onto your head and tried to steady yourself, but you ended up collapsing. Shu rushed to your side and cradled you in his arms, his eyes panicked. Your blood sugar had gotten low before...but it was never like this. Your vision was fading fast. You grasped for Shu's hand, holding it limply. "I feel like I'm dying."

Through your blurry vision, Shu's eyes flashed with a mix of anger, fear, and determination. "No." His voice came out form. "I love you." You told him weakly. He growled. "You're fine. You're not leaving me." He gently laid you down on the couch and ran to the kitchen, his long legs running as fast as he could. You could hear him opening a cupboard. His footsteps rushed back and he gently pushed a straw into your mouth.

You leaned up on your elbows and managed to drink. The cold, sweet apple juice didn't immediately bring your senses back to normal, but it would soon. Your vision cleared. Shu helped you into a sitting position and wiped your hair from your forehead. You made eye contact with him, his blues eyes soft. He leaned forward and kissed your forehead. Shu took your hand in his and pressed another small carton of juice into your palm. "Start keeping snacks with you. I won't let you die, ever, but don't scare me like that again."

Reiji

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One second you were fine. The next you were on your knees, barely holding yourself up. Reiji, who had been examining his vials, immediately rushed to your side. You gripped your head as your vision swam and your peripheral vision turned black. Never...it was never like this before. It was slower, you had time to grab something to get your sugar back up. This was different and it scared you to your core.

Reiji was talking by your side, but you could barely compute his voice. "My love, tell me!" "Blood..." you were only able to make out the beginning "sh" sound of sugar, but Reiji knew. He grabbed a syringe from his desk; his syringes were all around the house. He bent down next to you again. "Hold still, my love." He moved your hair to the side and injected the syringe into your neck carefully. Almost instantly you felt better. He had come up this serum almost as soon as you'd entered the mansion, first for convenience, later out of love.

He held your arms and gently lifted you to your feet. You swayed, but ultimately the strength returned to your limbs. He pressed his forehead to yours. "I should've realized what was happening when you collapsed." He lifted his headand cupped your cheek gently. "But it was never like that in the past." "I know." You leaned up and pressed a quick, gentle kiss to Reiji's lips. "But your serum really works. I'm thankful you made it for me." Reiji's eyes softened. "My love, I only regret I can't do more."

Ayato

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You swayed, holding onto the counter. "Oi, Titless! What's the hold up?" Ayato rounded the corner and entered the kitchen. His eyes zeroed in on you and he stepped forward carefully, saying your name.

"Hey...talk to me. What's wrong?" He was concerned but the words were forceful. You turned to him. It took you a moment to focus on his face; your eyesight wasn't right. You touched your head with one hand, the other still gripping the counter. "My head..." You got out. Ayato's eyes widened. "Shit. That diabetic thing again?" You nodded and the action was too much for you. The fingers holding onto the counter slipped and you fell straight into Ayato's arms, who had lunged at the speed only a vampire possessed to catch you.

"Fuck! This damn-" Ayato cut off, looking around the kitchen. He saw the cupboard full of the snacks to get your sugar up. His arm reached up until you weakly said, "Ayato...I feel like I'm dying" Ayato was shocked to the core for a brief second. "No, you're fucking not." He growled leaping up and opening the cupboard, then grabbing everything he could. Ayato joined you back on the floor and gently lifted your head in his lap. He slowly fed you some of your favorite jelly, not even bothering with a spoon in his hurry to make you well.

It took a while but you started to feel better. You opened your eyes to find your vision clear and focused. He looked down to you, his face concerned and his eyebrows furrowed. "You alright?" You smiled and he smiled in return, helping you get up on shaky legs. "I'm alright."

Kanato

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Though he hadn't understood - and originally threw a tantrum believing you just didn't like the same sweets he did - Kanato had eventually accepted that the cakes and cookies and desserts he ate weren't safe you. He actually ended up quite excited to shop with you and even tasted your desserts - and spitting them out and crying when they didn't taste how he expected.

Nevertheless, Kanato was being the loving boyfriend you were used to again. After putting you in his favorite dress and doing your hair, he kissed you sweetly and called you his prettiest doll. Today he led you to a table that was surprisingly already filled with sweets and hot chocolate. You stared at Kanato, confused. Normally he asked you to do it and you just assumed you always would. He noticed your staring and narrowed his eyes. "Stop staring at me. What, are you surprised that I'm a good boyfriend?" "Of course not! It just looks so good." Kanato smiled, satisfied. "Yes, it does, doesn't it?" He beamed and added, "Teddy helped me." hugging his beloved teddy bear.

You smiled and sat down. He sat down across from you and giggled, holding out one of your favorite pastries. You opened your mouth, but as you looked down you noticed your fingers were shaking - and pale. As if seeing your fingers accelerated how fast your blood sugar levels were dropping, you felt faint and soon - too soon - the corners of your vision were fading in and out of blackness.

You tried standing up, but your legs couldn't support your weight and you toppled over, holding your hand to your head like a maiden. Kanato cried out in surprise, rage, and concern. "Stupid! Why did you fall over?" You reached out a pallor hand to touch his vampire-pale cheek. Kanato's eyes hardened in realization and he growled. "How inconsiderate of you. Right after I set this all up!" Under his angry words, you saw the concerned tightness of his eyes.

But...this happened so fast. Normally your blood sugar dropped at a much slower rate...now it had only taken a matter of moments for you to collapse, for your vision to turn dark. There had to be something wrong. You felt beyond light-headed, you felt like you were slipping away...

"Kanato...I love you, even in death..." your voice trailed off and your eyes closed. "No, no, no!" Kanato screamed, standing up. With great effort you opened your eyes to see him stamp his foot. "Stupid, stupid! Don't say that! I won't let you leave me!" Kanato stormed back to the table and filled up your hot chocolate with sugar and creamer, so much so that the brown liquid had turned porcelain white. "Drink." Kanato commanded. When your shaking nearly knocked the cup out of Kanato's hand, he batted your hand away, tilted your head, and dripped the incredibly sweet liquid down your throat. All at once. You spluttered, but your vision cleared and you felt your blood sugar skyrocket.

He hadn't exactly done it right, but for now it was good enough a fix as any. You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him. "Thank you, Kanato." "Stupid..." he muttered against your neck, and you felt his tears on your skin. "I can't lose you."

Laito

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Laito's nimble fingers were touching the keys, his eyes closed as he created gentle music, so experienced he need not even open his eyes to make such a beautiful sound.

It was one of his softer tunes, the music you'd hear during a lullaby. It wouldn't be the first time you've fallen asleep to the sweet sounds your lover played. You'd always wake up in his bed, safe and sound. He was so gentle when carrying you that it never woke you up.

But this time was different, instead of your head rolling forward and your eyelids drooping, your vision was turning black. It was so different than what you expected that it took you a second to realize what was actually happening. "Uhh..." you groaned in discomfort. Laito stopped playing the piano and turned to the couch you were laying on. You felt yourself slipping off and your vision went almost entirely black. Then you were back and Laito was there, gently putting you on the floor. "Laito..." Oh God, this was bad. Your head was already swimming so badly you could barely make a coherent thought.

What was this? Were you dying? "Laito. I love you...I love you..." for you it seemed like an eternity passed, but apparently it was only a few seconds. Laito had already come to the conclusion on his own and, to your surprise, or as surprised as you could be in that state, he pulled a pack of special gummies from his pocket.

"Open wide, Little Bitch." Laito said, his voice sing-songy and playful, but from his shaking hands and the slight quiver of his voice, you knew he was fearful. You managed to eat the gummies. You weren't sure how long it would took, but eventually you gained the strength to push yourself up on your arms.

Laito looked at you sadly. "I hate that you suffer from this." He pressed his forehead to yours. "But it's okay, right? You're always here." Your eyes met his and you saw the steely determination, his playful green eyes turned to hardened emeralds.

"I am. I will be."

Subaru

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"Oi!" Subaru called. You whirled around. "Why are ya rockin' 'round like that?" You were rocking? You looked down and your legs weren't steady. You touched your hand to your forehead. You were almost as cold as Subaru. Mortals weren't supposed to be that cold.

"Uh...". You groaned. Your head had felt foggy for a while, but that was normal for you. "I'm fine..." you muttered. "No you fucking ain't!" Subaru growled. You barely reacted to his harsh tone but you saw the regret in his red eyes immediately. "You're not...just let me have a look at ya, alright?" Subaru asked softly.

You nodded and he gently took your arm and pulled to him. "You're way too fucking pale." Subaru told you, and this time it wasn't anger that made his voice sharp. You leaned your head against his chest, first simply seeking to rest your head on something, but out of nowhere fatigue hit you hard and you crumpled against your lover.

Subaru cried out in alarm. He gripped your forearms and lifted you up. "Fuck! That damn mortal thing!" His fangs bared. He scooped you up. "Where are your fucking sweets? If Kanato ate them himself I'll fucking kill him!"

You barely registered Subaru gently putting you on a soft surface. You swayed and fell against a pillow, the sides of your vision turning completely black. You felt like you were dying. "No! No, you aren't." Subaru snarled, and you realized you had said that aloud.

Subaru gently lifted your head. "Stay with me, please." He slowly fed you something sweet and soft. He kissed the side of your head and stroked your hair. "You'll be okay. Just work with me." It took a while until your vision cleared. You groaned and he gently lowered you to lay completely on the bed. You blinked and leaned up, feeling better, but he pushed you back down and then stretched out on the bed. He gathered you close.

"I ain't losin' ya, ya hear? Not even some stupid mortal problem can take ya."

[wellextol]

Maintaining healthy blood sugar levels has become a crucial aspect of overall well-being in today's fast-paced world. One product that has gained attention is Mellitox, a dietary supplement designed to support healthy blood sugar levels. In this review, we will delve into the ingredients, potential benefits, and overall effectiveness of Mellitox as a blood sugar level control supplement.

[certifiedcodbabygirl]

Simon taking care of a child with medical issues when her bio dad is a deadbeat (✿◡‿◡)

I can just imagine Simon would be so good with a little girl who has type 1 diabetes. (There's a little bit of explaining of different medical terms so you're not left hanging) BUT TRUST ME HE WOULD BE SO GOOD FOR THE BOTH OF YOU

You had gotten pregnant with your little girl, Annabeth (Beth for short), a year after being married to Ethan. He seemed ready to be a dad, but once he found out Beth has diabetes, he cares for her less and less. He went to classes with you two, learned how to calculate her bolus (amount of insulin needed at meals) and basal (baseline amount of insulin for the day), but never did them properly. She'd end up with high blood sugars all day, sometimes getting ketones (breakdown of muscle in an attempt to breakdown sugar when there's no insulin) because he wouldn't give her the right amount of insulin. She'd puke and cry from how bad she felt, and he still wouldn't take care of her properly.

It would cause you to have to come home in the middle of work to give her the insulin he wouldn't, or if she got ketones, take her to the ER. You'd constantly get into arguments that would end with him going to the pub, and you crying. He wouldn't change, no matter how many times you explained that she could die from improper inulin dosage.

Other times, he'd give her too much, and her blood sugar would drop so low she could barely drink her juice. He'd call you, saying she's barely able to move, she's sweaty and the color from her face is drained, that she's crying, and he doesn't fucking know what to do.

The divorce ended with you having full custody, you allowing small visitations that are supervised. You can't trust he will take care of her how she needs.

NOW

When you start dating Simon, you explain to him why you got divorced, and how important your baby's health is. Even more so that she's so fragile. He assures you he's nothing like your ex-husband and would go strictly by your instruction if you allow him to be a part of her life.

The first few times he was around Beth, he payed close attention to how you took care of her. One time, at the park, Beth played a bit too hard, and her blood sugar dropped. You had 2 juices with you, but she went through those so fast. Once her blood sugar went back up, she played too hard again. Without telling you, he had already brought a few juices in his car. That was the first time he took care of her.

The second time was then you had asked him to pick up her prescriptions from the pharmacy. He waited for her insulin, but they only gave one vial. He explained to them that she uses two a month and that she needs the other one. They said that was all that was ready, so he waited 2 hours until the other one was ready.

What made up your mind was when you were called into work under an emergency, and you had no one to take care of Beth. You hadn't slept well the night before so when Simon offered to watch her, you hadn't thought to explain her dosage formula to him. It wasn't until the end of your shift that you realized and sped home (definitely going over the speed limit). Rushing through the door, you were greeted with the sight of Beth laying on Simon's chest, sound asleep. How was she not sick from no insulin?

"You told me her basal, so I gave her tha'"

oh

"What about the food she ate? Did she eat? What insulin did you give her?" You asked, extremely confused.

"I looked up no carb to low carb foods so I wouldn't have to worry about tha'. She had a cheese stick with some almonds and a lil bit of mashed blueberries with cinnamon mixed in, wasn't very hungry though so she didn't really finish it" he says softly, petting her hair, "told you I'd take care of her, mama"

oh

He really wasn't like her dad.

So, it wasn't really unreasonable when after she was put to bed, you pushed him to your bedroom and took care of him too.

(All of the information in this is coming from me, a type 1 diabetic. Everyone's diabetes is a little different, so this is based off of how mine affects me)

[aliza-sophie]

Sisters on the court

Pairing: Paige beuckers x sister!reader

warnings: diabetes. im sorry if this is disrespecting to anyone. that's not my intention at all!

A/N: i'm sorry for the little break, but im finally off school so now i have time to write again. let me know if you have anything you want me to write☺️

The Bueckers household was built on basketball and love. From the moment Aliza could walk, she was dribbling a ball, chasing after her older sister Paige with eyes full of admiration. Paige, always the protector and motivator, nurtured Aliza's skills, cheering her on through driveway games and late-night shooting sessions.

Fast forward to the present, and the dream had become a reality: both sisters playing for UConn, the team they'd idolized growing up. Paige, now a senior and team captain, was the heart and soul of the Huskies. Aliza, a promising sophomore guard, had quickly proven she was more than just "Paige's little sister."

But life, like basketball, doesn’t play fair.

Aliza had been diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes at age 11. Managing the condition was part of her life, and she never let it define her. Still, juggling intense athletic performance with diabetes was a constant battle.

The coaching staff and teammates were aware, and precautions were always in place: her glucose monitor, the emergency snacks, the medical team ready. But on a cold January evening against South Carolina, things spiraled unexpectedly.

The game was intense, physical, and fast-paced. Aliza had pushed herself hard, refusing to let her energy dip. But midway through the third quarter, something shifted.

She stumbled while running back on defense. Her vision blurred. Her hands shook.

"Time out!" Paige shouted, abandoning her assignment as Aliza dropped to one knee.

Everything slowed. The crowd quieted in confusion. Paige was already at Aliza's side, helping her sister sit, holding her steady as the trainers rushed in.

"Check her glucose," Paige demanded, voice edged with panic.

The monitor showed a dangerously low reading.

"She's hypoglycemic," the trainer confirmed. "Get the glucose gel."

Tears welled in Paige's eyes as she held Aliza's hand.

"You with me, Lize? Stay with me. Come on."

Aliza nodded weakly, her lips trembling. "I'm okay... just dizzy."

The team formed a circle around the sisters. The crowd watched in silence. The opposing team stood still in respect.

Aliza was stabilized quickly, helped to the bench with an arm around Paige and another around a staff member. She wouldn't return to the game, and Paige, visibly shaken, had to pull herself together to finish the fourth quarter.

UConn won. But it didn’t feel like a victory.

Back in the locker room, Paige sat next to her sister, their hands still entwined.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again," she whispered.

Aliza chuckled faintly. "I didn’t mean to."

"I know. But you're more important than any game. Always."

The press conference was brutal. Reporters bombarded Coach Auriemma and Paige with questions.

"Is Aliza Bueckers okay?" "Was this diabetes-related? Should she be playing?" "Can you give us a statement?"

Paige kept her answers short, guarded. "She’s recovering. She’s tough. My sister's gonna be okay."

Privately, she was angry. Not at the media, but at the helplessness she'd felt. At the pressure Aliza always put on herself.

That night, in their shared apartment, Paige made Aliza rest.

"I mean it. No film, no workouts, no pretending you’re fine. Just rest."

Aliza sighed. "I don't want people to think I'm weak."

"No one thinks that," Paige replied. "You played through diabetes. That’s strength."

They sat in silence until Paige added, "You don't have to prove anything. Not to the media. Not to me. Not even to yourself."

Over the next few weeks, the team rallied around Aliza. The coaches adjusted her training. Nutritionists stepped in. Paige kept a quiet watch, never hovering, just always present.

When Aliza finally stepped back on the court, the crowd roared. Paige wrapped her in a long hug, then whispered, "Let’s show them who we are."

Together, they played like sisters. Like fighters. Like family.

The recovery process was both physical and emotional. Aliza had to rebuild her stamina and learn new routines to manage her glucose levels under game pressure. But more than anything, she had to confront the fear that the episode had stirred—the fear that her body might betray her in a moment of intensity.

Paige stayed by her side through every part of it. In the weight room, she would sneak protein shakes and cut them with glucose packs. In the locker room, she’d crack dumb jokes just to see Aliza laugh. On days when Aliza felt low, Paige didn’t push; she just stayed.

The media didn’t let up. Every interview started with the same questions about Aliza’s health. Articles speculated about her future, some even suggesting she should retire early.

Paige had had enough.

After a practice, she walked straight into the press huddle and asked for the mic.

"I just want to say this: Aliza is the toughest player I know. You can talk stats, titles, whatever. But toughness is getting up when everything feels like it wants to break you. She's doing that every day. And she's not done. Not even close."

It made headlines. Not because it was bold, but because it was real. Genuine. People started seeing Aliza differently—not as fragile, but as resilient.

When UConn faced Stanford a month later, Aliza was back in the starting lineup. The game was close. Down by two with fifteen seconds left, UConn called a timeout. Everyone expected Paige to take the last shot.

But in the huddle, Paige looked at her sister.

"You good?"

Aliza nodded.

"Then this is yours."

The play unfolded perfectly. Paige drew the double-team, kicked it to Aliza on the wing. Aliza pump-faked, stepped around the defender, and drained the three.

Buzzer. Game.

The crowd erupted. Paige ran straight to her, lifted her off the ground.

"I told you," she laughed, breathless, "you’re not done."

The media exploded again, but this time the story was different. It wasn’t about diabetes. It was about a comeback. About sisterhood. About grit.

Aliza started getting letters—from kids with diabetes, from parents, from young athletes. She read them out loud at night, sometimes crying, sometimes smiling.

"You gave them hope," Paige said one night. "Do you see that? You didn’t just come back. You brought others with you."

Aliza leaned her head on her sister's shoulder. "You were right. We’re more than basketball."

The following weeks brought more victories, both on and off the court. UConn climbed back into top contention. ESPN aired a feature on the sisters, diving deep into their journey, interviewing their parents, old coaches, and teammates. The world was watching—but this time, with admiration.

One weekend, they visited a children’s hospital, where Aliza met a young girl named Tori who had just been diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. Tori clung to Aliza like a lifeline.

"My mom showed me your game. She said you’re like me," Tori whispered.

Aliza knelt to Tori's level. "I am like you. And you’re strong. We both are."

Tori smiled, and Paige snapped a photo of the two.

Later that night, Aliza stared at the photo for a long time.

"That used to be me," she said quietly.

Paige nodded. "And now you’re her hero."

The Final Four was set. UConn vs. LSU. The media swarmed again, but the sisters were focused.

During warmups, Aliza felt her glucose dip slightly. She adjusted. She hydrated. Paige gave her a look across the court—a silent check-in. Aliza nodded.

Tip-off came, and the game was brutal. Physical, fast, emotional. Aliza took a hard fall in the second half but bounced back up. Paige hit a clutch jumper to tie it with under a minute. Then, with five seconds left, UConn had the ball.

The play was called for Paige. But as she drove, she saw the defenders collapse.

Aliza was open.

Without hesitation, Paige passed.

Aliza caught it, shot.

Swish.

The buzzer rang.

Victory.

Confetti fell. The team mobbed the court. Paige found Aliza in the chaos, hugged her tighter than ever.

"You did it," Paige said, eyes shining. "You really did it."

"We did it," Aliza corrected.

That night, the sisters lay on the floor of their hotel room, championship hats on their heads, just staring at the ceiling.

"What now?" Aliza asked.

Paige smiled. "Now we keep going. Keep inspiring. Keep playing. Until we can’t."

Aliza reached over and held her sister's hand.

Together, they were more than players. They were sisters.

And their story was far from over.

[astranovaai]

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[bweeeb]

Hi! Since you take requests, can you do one with Bucky x type1diabetic reader? It can be about whatever. Of course, if you are comfortable writing it. Thank you and I hope you have a great day/night!!

SUGAR SOLDIER

Summary: The reader is stubborn and Bucky, even though he doesn't admit it, pays more attention to her than he would like.

Thank you for the request and I hope I don't disappoint whoever made this request.

Requests are still open whenever you want.

Bucky didn’t know much about Type 1 diabetes. In fact, he didn’t know anything. But the moment he saw you nearly pass out during training, he made it his mission to learn everything—fast.

From that day on, he started carrying a juice box in the pocket of his jacket.

“You trying to spoil me, Barnes?” you teased, raising an eyebrow as he handed it over without a word.

“Just making sure you don’t faint again. I don’t get paid to carry anyone around,” he muttered, eyes avoiding yours—but the flush on his neck said enough.After that, he learned how to count carbs better than you.

He noticed the signs—shaky hands, snappy tone, your stubborn silence. Even when you tried to hide it, Bucky saw it all.

“Your blood sugar’s low, isn’t it?”

“How do you know?”

“You get extra stubborn when it drops. More than usual, I mean.”

And you knew he was right. Not that you’d admit it out loud.The next mission, when you had a hypoglycemic episode in the middle of the night, it was Bucky who stayed awake beside you. He set an alarm to go off every hour,

“because if you pass out, I’ll have to throw you over my shoulder and that’s humiliating for both of us,” he grumbled.

That night, he handed you a crinkled pack of candy he’d found at a half-destroyed gas station.

“Thought it might help. Or just taste good.”

“You’re such a sweetheart.”

“I’m the Winter Soldier.”

“Yeah. A Winter Soldier with sugar in his pocket.”

He rolled his eyes. But he didn’t let go of your hand.---But affection and control didn’t always walk hand in hand. You were still stubborn—especially when it came to proving you could handle everything on your own.

The mission in Romania was a mess. Cold, long, exhausting. You were irritated—at the world, the mission, and Bucky trailing behind you like an overprotective bodyguard.

“You should’ve waited for backup!”

“And you should trust me!”

“It’s hard to trust you when you forget to treat your blood sugar!”

You spun on your heel, glaring.

“Oh please, Barnes. I didn’t eat a granola bar and now I’m suddenly a liability?”

“You’re pale. You’re sweating. You’re shaking.”

“It’s cold. It’s stress. I’m fine.”

Bucky clenched his jaw.

“You’re being reckless. This isn’t just about you. If you collapse out here, I—”

“You what, Bucky? Gonna carry me? You’ve done it before. Stop acting like I’m fragile just because I have diabetes. I know what I’m doing!”

But before he could snap back, the world tilted.The trees spun. The ground disappeared. Your body went cold and limp.And then—nothing.

Waking up felt like swimming up from the bottom of a frozen lake.You heard the generator’s low hum first. Then the wind outside. And then his voice—rough, low, and shaky.

“You’ve gotta stop playing with your life like this.”

Your eyes fluttered open.You were lying on an emergency blanket in a rundown cabin. Bucky was next to you, crouched low, his hand wrapped tightly around yours.

“You tested my blood sugar?” you whispered.

“Yeah. You were at 39. I gave you juice, then tabs. I… I thought I was losing you.”

You tried to sit up, but he gently held your shoulder.

“Lie back. You’re still stabilizing.”

Silence stretched between you. Finally, you sighed.

“I’m sorry, Bucky. I just… I hate it when people act like I can’t handle it. Like I’m broken or something.”

“I don’t think that,” he said quietly.

“I trust you. But I also care about you.”

He looked away, jaw tight.

“You don’t have to be strong all the time. Not with me.”

Your throat tightened.

“I’ve gotten used to hiding how I feel. Most people treat me differently once they know. Like I’m a burden.”

“Then let me be the exception.”

You reached out, your fingers trembling. He caught your hand immediately, firm and warm.

“Are you forgiving me?” you whispered.

“Only if you promise to let me take care of you… sometimes.”

You smiled faintly.

“Fine. But only if you keep carrying those juice boxes.”

He smirked—that rare crooked smile that made your chest ache.Before you could say anything else, he leaned in. Slowly, carefully. Like he wasn’t sure you’d let him.

But you didn’t pull away.

His nose brushed yours. His metal hand rested lightly on your waist, gentle despite the strength behind it. And the kiss……was everything you imagined Bucky Barnes would be. Firm, intense, and full of feelings he didn’t know how to say out loud.

When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours.

“You’re my sugar,” he murmured.

“Careful,” you breathed, smiling, “with that nickname and that kiss, I’m gonna need insulin now.”

He laughed—a real, soft, rare sound.And in that quiet space, with your heart still fluttering and your blood sugar finally rising, you knew:

Life might always come with highs and lows. But with Bucky……you’d never face it alone again.

[afeelgoodblog]

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1. FDA to Finally Outlaw Soda Ingredient Prohibited Around The World

An ingredient once commonly used in citrus-flavored sodas to keep the tangy taste mixed thoroughly through the beverage could finally be banned for good across the US. BVO, or brominated vegetable oil, is already banned in many countries, including India, Japan, and nations of the European Union, and was outlawed in the state of California in October 2022.

2. AI makes breakthrough discovery in battle to cure prostate cancer

Scientists have used AI to reveal a new form of aggressive prostate cancer which could revolutionise how the disease is diagnosed and treated.

A Cancer Research UK-funded study found prostate cancer, which affects one in eight men in their lifetime, includes two subtypes. It is hoped the findings could save thousands of lives in future and revolutionise how the cancer is diagnosed and treated.

3. “Inverse vaccine” shows potential to treat multiple sclerosis and other autoimmune diseases

A new type of vaccine developed by researchers at the University of Chicago’s Pritzker School of Molecular Engineering (PME) has shown in the lab setting that it can completely reverse autoimmune diseases like multiple sclerosis and type 1 diabetes — all without shutting down the rest of the immune system.

4. Paris 2024 Olympics makes history with unprecedented full gender parity

In a historic move, the International Olympic Committee (IOC) has distributed equal quotas for female and male athletes for the upcoming Olympic Games in Paris 2024. It is the first time The Olympics will have full gender parity and is a significant milestone in the pursuit of equal representation and opportunities for women in sports.

Biased media coverage lead girls and boys to abandon sports.

5. Restored coral reefs can grow as fast as healthy reefs in just 4 years, new research shows

Planting new coral in degraded reefs can lead to rapid recovery – with restored reefs growing as fast as healthy reefs after just four years. Researchers studied these reefs to assess whether coral restoration can bring back the important ecosystem functions of a healthy reef.

“The speed of recovery we saw is incredible,” said lead author Dr Ines Lange, from the University of Exeter.

6. EU regulators pass the planet's first sweeping AI regulations

The EU is banning practices that it believes will threaten citizens' rights. "Biometric categorization systems based on sensitive characteristics" will be outlawed, as will the "untargeted scraping" of images of faces from CCTV footage and the web to create facial recognition databases.

Other applications that will be banned include social scoring; emotion recognition in schools and workplaces; and "AI that manipulates human behavior or exploits people’s vulnerabilities."

7. Global child deaths reach historic low in 2022 – UN report

The number of children who died before their fifth birthday has reached a historic low, dropping to 4.9 million in 2022.

The report reveals that more children are surviving today than ever before, with the global under-5 mortality rate declining by 51 per cent since 2000.

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[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

Poly!plastics x reader where reader has Diabetes type 1. Thank you so much!

Excuse to Leave

|| poly!plastics x nonbinary!reader

|| Warnings; reader is diabetic, panic/worry mentions, brief swearing

|| Summary; when reader forgets their stash of snacks at home, they text their girlfriends for help. Just to be on the safe side.

Requests closed!

Started; December 29th

Finished; December 29th

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Usually, you brought little snacky stuff with you to keep your sugar levels stable throughout the day. Today, you'd forgotten your stash at home. Only to realize when you were in the middle of first period, searching for one of those goodies.

"Shit," you muttered to yourself and raised your hand. The teacher looked to you, making a hand gesture for you to ask your question," can I go to the bathroom?"

"Hall pass is just on the ledge there," she nodded to the ledge of the chalkboard. You quickly stood, phone in your pocket. With quick hands you grabbed the pass, even quicker feet carrying you out of the room. Leaving the teacher and a few students (the ones who had been actually paying attention) to wonder why you were leaving so fast. The teacher knew you were diabetic and had a certain feeling in her gut that something might've been wrong. However, you were the type to say if there was. For the more immediate matters, anyway. Because of that, the teacher didn't think too hard on it.

You rushed to the bathroom. The thuds of your shoes echoing off the lockers. Reaching into your pocket, you fumbled getting your phone out. The stupid corners getting caught on the fabric of your pants.

"Come on, please.. there!" Your fist pumped in triumph, getting out your phone and quickly texting the group chat you shared with your girlfriends. One of them had bound to be on their phone right now. There was always at least one active. Especially in the middle of class. To your luck, it was Regina who responded to your text. The one that had the car.

You; I forgot my snacks at home!!

Regina; need me to pick something up?

Regina; i'm dying for a reason to get out of class

You; please, anything with sugar

Karen; ooo i luv sureger!!! i have sum!!

Gretchen; she's like always got something candy in her bag, i can bring some to you! where are you?

Relief filled you. You should have remembered Karen's habit of keeping sweets with her, luckily Gretchen remembered and was offering to bring it to you. Meanwhile Regina, was grumbling in class because she really wanted the excuse to leave. She decided to just do it anyway, heading to the bathroom after you texted you'd meet Gretchen there.

In the bathroom, Gretchen handed you a couple of snacks. Some of which happened to be your favourite, making you wonder if Karen carried those with her on purpose. If she knew you liked them.

"Here! Will this be enough for the day?" Gretchen asked, her tone rushed and laced with worry. Her eyes searching your own for any signs that something was wrong.

"Please say no so I can go to the gas station," Regina said, making her presence known when she walked in. You couldn't help but laugh, shaking your head.

"It should be fine, but you can still go Reggie, who knows. Maybe I'll need backups, hell I should probably keep a stash in my locker anyway," you thought out loud. You really wished you'd come up with that idea sooner. Regina smirked at that, looking thrilled to have a reason to leave school property. Not that her mom was one that would care anyway, but if any teachers asked... well, you were just the perfect excuse she needed.