My parents got married 30 years ago, today. That makes me happy.—
Chris | Just Talking (@iam_spartacus) June 11, 2013
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad.
I have three test strips left in my last vial.
I’m told my re-up will arrive tomorrow afternoon.
What could possibly go wrong?
So this happened today.
We, The Undersigned, hearby declare to take a break every now and then.
It’s entirely likely that this petition will only be signed by one person – me – but hear me out. All of this social media stuff? It’s easy to get lost in the shenanigans. It’s easy to become preoccupied in maintaining too many Tumblrs. It’s far too easy to get lost participating in, or merely lurking on, Twitter conversations. Odin knows I could spend hours tweaking the look of this blog and I don’t even maintain the CSS files. Imagine the rabbit hole I could fall into if I had that kind of control.
It might seem vividly apparent from glancing at this blog that there’s more to me than my diabetes, but let me give you the full tour. I think this is important because for all the small talk we pretend to engage in, I don’t really know you. And you don’t really know me. I’d like to fix that. It’s entirely likely you’ll forget this experience, even if you jot it down in your chart. It’s probable that these additional characteristics won’t make a difference in how you engage me on a doctor/patient level instead of an adult/adult level. I don’t know if you’ll really learn anything from this, but it’s worth a shot.
As you may immediately notice from the header: I smile. It may not be evident based on our meetings every 3-5 months, but I have the capacity for humor (at least I think I’m funny) and well-meaning shenanigans.
I hope diabetes cooperates – mainly by not being a bother.
If this doesn’t work, check your pulse – you might be dead.
I’m sharing this everywhere because I’m so excited I got a picture of this one.
Seriously, how cool is this?