Put These On For a Second....

Come with me, and see the world through Blue Colored Glasses.
Just imagine if you will...
You pass the bakery, all the donuts in the window are glazed in an eye catching Blue.
You go to the park. All the kids are riding their  bikes, and you notice they have Blue circle stickers all over them.
You're dropping your parents off at the airport. As you approach the jetway, you notice all the planes are sporting Blue circles on their wings.
At the local bar with some friends - the commericals about diabetes are correct. People of all ages are shown. All types of D. The truth was spoken.
You get to your daughter's school for assembly - all the girls are showing off their Blue hair in honor of Diabetes awareness month.
You have a meeting at church tonight - collecting strips and insulin for those in need. No one will go without.
Your son's birthday is tomorrow - at the buffet, there's carb counts for every single item. Scales, & measuring cups at every table.
Can you see it? A world where Diabetes gets noticed for what it IS.
Not what people think it IS.
Where we are accomodated as we should be, things are easier because the world is taking notice.
Where we don't feel uncomfortable or singled out, but are, instead, welcomed and understood.
These are just some of the things I see when I put on my Blue glasses.
Truth. Support. Awareness. Advocacy.
All dressed in BLUE.
Tell us what you see in your BLUE world.

The Clog Blog? Imma stiletto gal!

Funny thing about shoe shopping. You can find a million shoes you like...in the store...but it is often difficult to find the "right" one....for you. Bring a trusted friend....Opinions count.

Case in  point....Clogs.

I see clogs everywhere....omg....Nursing clogs, Croc clogs, wooden ones, well, on a paint can....once, moving on....it is the "must have" in comfort. I put them on...blech. HATED them. WHY must I desire the shoe that makes me walk like a deer on ice? Wouldn't a simple ballet flat suffice? No. It just isn't me.

No particular style of management in your Diabetes care can be mass produced either. Regardless of your diagnosis "type"...YOU have to find the "style" that works best for you. Don't be afraid to try it on to actually SEE if it fits. Find your support system and ask "Does this "Clog" work...for me?

Wordless Wednesday---Getting The World To Take Notice

*Big thank you to Hallie of The Princess and The Pump, for sharing Sweetpea's beautiful photo!

Those heels can't run, if you are Blue....

It is her calling. She holds that heel in her hand.
It is her passion. She smiles, knowing more than anyone...it is far from just a shoe.
It is the sound of the heart that broke at the utterance of that word: Diabetes. Her heart.
It is the winds that blows her through it.... On the days when her heart was too heavy to rise.
God only knows how....she carefully navigates that life sentence. No judge, no jury, no pleas.

She doesn't run. She can't.
Warrior women stand....they stay.

She collects her thoughts.
She has begun. She listens, heals, conquers.

Her love. Her fight. Her family. Her spirit. Her journey.

Warrior women. Mommies. Sisters. Lovers. Wives. Family.

We are standing. We choose. We stay. We fight. We wear our Blue Heels for you.

*this is for you.

The D mama at 3 am...again. For yourself, unfaltering. For that wife who watches the battle from her pillow....
for the sisters, both literal and in spirit. YOU don't run. YOU are BLUE.

Diabetes Comes In All Kinds of Shoes.....

When it comes to Diabetes, there's enough to go around.

From babies to the elderly, from supermodels to the farmers, from the poor to the insanely rich, this disease does not discriminate.

Type 1, 1.5, 2, Gestational, Monogenic.  All forms of a disease that affect our loved ones organs, emotional well being, and every aspect of their lives.

There are no breaks. Ever. Every moment of the day is crucial to Diabetes management, from a sip of that ice cold lemonade to walking the mall for 2 hours in search of a fierce Blue Heel.

When you sleep, we are up checking  blood sugars, changing sites, giving juice to raise that low or insulin to bring down that high.

Christmas, Birthday, Holy Communions, Weddings, you name it. It is there.
The tricky thing is YOU can't see it.

But it is there.

When you're not looking a blood sugar is being obtained through a finger stick, a site changed in a public bathroom, glucose tabs stuffed down throats looking like a kid just eating candy....it is all there.

It can't be put aside, shrugged off, or put on hold until later.

Hence our Blue Heel.

Shoes from the outside, look amazing. Glamourous, attractive, sparkly.  You want to have them as yours and feel that sense of pride wearing them, like the person across from you.

What you don't see is the pain, discomfort and royal (BLUE) pain in the a** they are.

Like Diabetes.

You see our kids and loved ones smiling, playing, bickering with siblings, working 12 hour shifts, dancing, cooking, raising babies, running business, but you can't see the internal turmoil that this disease can cause.

We are saying.... INVISIBLE NO MORE.

We will be seen.

In our Blue Heels (shoes, clogs, kicks, if you prefer), showing support for all those who live day in and day out with Diabetes.

We won't take our shoes off, because they can't stop having Diabetes.

And yes even cute stinky footsies get the Beetes.....