It’s Facebook Official!!! I’m super excited to announce that I get to host an upcoming JDRF Arizona, Nevada, New Mexico Type 1 Talk staring the ever-so talented, witty, and beautiful Kerry Sparling!!! Kerri recently launched her new book, Rage Bolus & Other Poems and she’ll be sharing more about it at this event!
I may be having an adult beverage during this time and attendees that are old enough can too!
Y’all have no idea how excited and honored I feel to share the Zoom stage with such a dia-badass writer!!! Register now my Adult T1D’s in Arizona, Nevada, and New Mexico!!! If you know any Adult T1D’s in those states please feel free to invite them!
I recently had the honor and opportunity to do an interview the driver of this year’s AJ Foyt #4 Novo Nordisk Tresiba car, Charlie Kimball. Charlie Kimball is the first licensed driver with diabetes to win a race in the NTT IndyCar Series. If you know me, you know I was an IndyCar fan before my own T1D diagnosis. I woke up from DKA and thought, “Whoa, they’re using insulin to to lower my blood sugars? I hope they gave me Novolog, because that’s what Charlie Kimball uses!” And now we’re doing an interview together. I’m totally fan girling over here!
Please watch our interview above and please be sure to catch the Genesys 300 from the Texas Motor Speedway live on NBC on Saturday, 8:00pm Eastern! It’ll be such a rush! I look forward to seeing that giant screen one day!
Thank you to Charlie Kimball for taking the time to speak with us at Cut the BS…I Mean Blood Sugar! I had a blast doing this interview so let me know in the comments below who we should invite next!
I used to love mashed potatoes as well as mac and cheese. Now don’t get me wrong, if I want to eat either of those things, I bolus for it and eat it. When I got diagnosed though, I found that they just weren’t worth the insulin I had to take to eat it.
Cauliflower seems to be the in vegetable these days but then saw purple cauliflower in the grocery store. I had to have it! And since unicorns became the in animal…I thought I’d name my cauliflower mash after the magical being! Anyhow enjoy!
Here’s the steps I take to make some awesome Unicorn Cauliflower Mash!
1. Pick a cute head of purple cauliflower. And wash thoroughly:
2. Chop it up into pieces. I found out after taking these pictures that it is easier to cut them into big pieces, microwave it and then chop it into smaller pieces. I find that chopping it up into tiny pieces has been therapeutic for me so depending on your level of time or patience you’d like to spend on this piece…go for it!
3. Add 2 tablespoons of water and heat in microwave about 4 minutes.
It’s crazy how dark the cauliflower gets when it cooks!
Next thing we do is we mash that bad boy up!!! I like it lumpy so I don’t mash it up as much as others. Or if it find that we will have super mashed up cauliflower mash when I’ve had a particularly stressful day! Makes for a great win win situation…yummy food and the release of stress!
Then, add the good stuff that you love adding to mashed potatoes; sour cream, cheese, etc. I love adding cream cheese to cauliflower mash, although I don’t think I’d ever add cream cheese to mashed potatoes.
And boom…done!!! Now-a-days, I’d probably add some chopped up fresh green onion or chives on top to give it some contrast…or maybe to get your peeps that don’t like unicorn things to eat something that is Joker themed!
Here’s the throwback picture of me back when I was using Afrezza!
Thanks for reading and let us know in the comments below if you tried making this dish and how you liked it!!!
All this COVID-19 stuff, self-quarantining, and social distancing got us thinking of our community and how we can help. We thought it would be a great opportunity to share with everyone a few ways to spend this time so here we go:
Going for a walk
Bake that beer bread recipe you’ve always wanted to try
Play hide and go seek
Learn a new dance
Check my blood sugar
Drinking juice to get myself back in range
Refill my Glucose Tabs
Have a drink with my boo
There’s so much we could be doing during this time! We could be spending with ourselves, with our loved ones, and of course, with our diabetes.
So yea be sure to stay well,
Stay positive and
Always…always Cut the BS!
Please tell us in the comments below how you are spending this time! We’d love to spend our time reading what everyone is doing!
If you know me, you know that I’m kind of a “yes” girl. Even if it pushes me out of my comfort zone, I have said, “Yes!” This time is no different.
On Saturday, February 29, 2020, I will be spending the day with hundreds of other families living with Type 1 Diabetes. Why do you ask? I have been asked to co-host this year’s JDRF TypeOneNation Summit! It is an honor to be asked and although I’ve got the butterflies-in-the tummy feeling, I have given our local JDRF office a resounding, “Yes!”
Let’s do this!
Let me tell you. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the JDRF TypeOneNation Summit. It has become one of my favorite events of the year! It is super informative. It’s my go to for the most recent Type One Diabetes research updates. We get to listen to uplifting keynote speakers. We get to select from a great number of in-depth breakout sessions that are applicable to us ranging from clinical trials, insurance updates, to PEAK (T1D Performance in Exercise and Knowledge) which is JDRF’s new fitness based program.
Some of you who have been to my Adult T1D Talk Lounge Sessions in the past have already asked, “Why is this not an option this year, Cut the BS Girl?” Here’s the inside scoop: This year, we’re changing it up with something a little different called, T1D Table Talks, where I will be facilitating the Adults with T1D table talk. If you’ve been to my T1D Talk Lounge in the past, this will have a similar feel, but will have grown to a whole room of people doing it at different age groups and different topics! Yasss!
If you or someone you know has Type One Diabetes and want to connect with others with T1D including myself click here and sign up!
I look forward to seeing you there and remember to Cut the BS! (I mean blood sugar.)
Lately, I’ve been listening to a Podcast by two Indycar Drivers, James Hinchcliffe and Alexander Rossi called “Off Track with Hinch and Rossi.” On that podcast, they occasionally have a segment called, “What Grinds My Gears,” where they talk about pet peeves or what sets them off. I woke up today reading a story and as I read it, I found that it really…grinded…my gears. Anyhow, here’s the story:
Lilly Diabetes, has pulled sponsorship of Conor Daly, a racecar driver, living, driving, and thriving with T1D, because of a potential racial slur his dad, Derek Daly, made before Conor was even born. If that isn’t the largest load of crap ever.
“Unfortunately, the comments that surfaced this week by Derek Daly distract from this focus, so we have made the decision that Lilly Diabetes will no longer run the No. 6 at Road America this weekend.”
What grinds my gears here is the fact that Conor, who is working to be quite the advocate of self care with diabetes (Type 1 or 2), has lost sponsorship dollars as a result of something he had no control over. It would have been one thing if he lost his sponsorship because the kid decided not to work out and decided to eat junk food in preparation of this NASCAR Xfinity Road America race, but that is just not the case. It’s even documented in this video.
They call themselves company that is focused on raising awareness for treatment options and resources for people living with diabetes. To me, it seems that this action of pulling Conor’s sponsorship is a bigger distraction to both the racing and diabetes communities. The kid has done nothing wrong to lose said sponsorship.
If we all lost something that could affect our livelihoods as a result of something our parents said or did, well, we just would not progress as a society. It’s bullshit.
In addition, its pretty ironic that Lilly Diabetes would be so unforgiving considering the product they sell to us people with diabetes and parents of children with diabetes, insulin, is a product that aids us in forgiving the number we see on the meter, correcting immediately with said insulin, and then getting back on track with our lives. We as people with diabetes can’t even boycott, because our insurance dictates which insulin to use, regardless of what we discuss is best with our doctors.
I was so excited to watch Conor too as I haven’t even looked at NASCAR in years, despite Ryan Reed also being a driver with Diabetes. I’m still gonna watch Conor this weekend but just with a tinge of irritation for Lilly.
I’ve been following Indycar and it’s drivers, since my then boyfriend, now husband, took me to a qualifying day at the Long Beach Gran Prix in 2003, and subsequently, we got engaged after that race. I was a fan of Charlie Kimball, another Indycar driver with T1D, when he was in Indy Lights even before I was diagnosed with Diabetes myself in 2012.
Good luck this weekend, Conor! Good vibes, back on track, keep driving, and get on that podium!
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I was invited by a T1D mom (that means her child has T1D) for a night out since her amazing daughter with T1D was away at Diabetes Camp. Basically this means that she can have a little break from managing her daughter's diabetes (the camp counselor and nurses assist with that during that week.). I had an amazing time and thought…T1D parents rock and I just had to share or with my Cut The BSers…so here is:
10 reasons why it rocks to hang out with a T1D parent!
1. They're so ready for a night out. Having the opportunity to let your hair down and have fun is rare for a parent of a T1D child…so when it does happen…ya wanna be around!
2. They know what you're doing at the happy hour table. No questions as to what we are doing and why there's blood on my finger.
3. They know how to carb count!!! Since they do all the carb counting for their child…they can do it for you too! Bolus me!
4. They're always in mom/dad mode. Adulting can be hard…adulting with T1D…can be even harder. Sometimes it's a relief to pass the torch on to someone who understands because I won't argue with them they way their T1D child might. Tell me what to do…it's cool! I'm soooooo ok with that!
5. They always have a juice box ready! They also have glucose tabs and other random treats on them. They are always equipped in case of a low!
6. They probably volunteer and are members of the same community you are in. So those days when you can't go on…they're there to remind you to keep going…but not before we enjoy this happy hour!
7. They have a sense of humor about diabetes. Sometimes we have to and they have some of the best stories! I'll drink to that!
8. They don't judge…ever. I've never heard, "Should you be eating that?" from a T1D parent. It could be because they have spent so much time helping their own T1D kid(s) live normal lives and bolusing for normal things that they don't blame us one bit for ordering that elephant ear!
9. We can be a resource for them. We can be hereto be sounding boards. They can ask us if we were rebellious at their kid's age and why, or how they can be supportive of their child. They can ask us to describe what a low feels like and how we may need to be helped. It feels good to be able to give back to the people who take care of us.
10. They have the biggest hearts ever! Their hearts are overflowing with concern, advocacy, and love. They are true crusaders to our cause.
Cheers to all the T1D Moms, Dads, Brothers, Sisters, and Friends out there! You inspire me and empower me to continue on this T1D journey. Until our next outing…line dancing perhaps?
I say “celebrate” because the last five years have truly been a gift. Every single day has been a gift. It’s been a gift to me. It’s been a gift to my family. I hope it has been a gift to anyone my life and efforts have touched.
I’m so grateful to those before me that relentlessly raised funds and conducted research so that I can have these five years. I’m so thankful that they didn’t give up on finding insulin. It has been an absolute honor to benefit from better treatments and I am extremely hopeful for a cure. I have to be.
I’m so stinkin excited for what the next 5 years have in store!
Did you see that episode of ‘It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia’ when Mac decides to “cultivate mass” and ends up with Type 2 Diabetes? Now please note that I am fully aware that type 2 diabetes doesn’t work that way nor does everyone find shows like ‘Always Sunny’ as funny as I do.
I was still in my transition as a new person with Type One diabetes when I saw this episode. Besides all the many ways this episode was inaccurate in how Mac handled life with diabetes as well as mishandling the tools involved with diabetes care, there was a scene that absolutely stood out to me.
Mac and Dennis were sitting at a high top table at Paddy’s Pub talking about who knows what and eating chimichangas out of a garbage bag. The table is stacked with food. Mac with giant chimichanga in hand, without hesitation, jabs an insulin filled syringe into his bulging belly. He then continues to eat and talk with his friend like nothing happened.
At this point, I was still closing my eyes and my heart would sink into my tummy as I waited for my glucose number flash across the screen of my meter during checks. I would also carefully select the spot of my next shot on my abdomen before I slowly stuck the needle in. Well, duh, that would would hurt.
What if I did it without hesitation? If Rob McElhenny, the actor who plays Mac, can plunge a syringe in his belly to get a laugh…then I can definitely do it to effing save my own life every day.
My next scheduled shot was at around 10:00pm that evening. “I’m gonna do it.” I thought to myself, determined. I took out my Lanuts pen, screwed on my pen needle, cleaned my injection site, and jabbed. I jabbed quickly and without hesitation. Guess what? It didn’t hurt. I couldn’t believe it. It was so quick in that I didn’t even notice the prick. I pressed the button down, held it there for a few seconds, (I count to 8-it’s my favorite number) and removed it. Success!
Who knew I would end up learning something about my diabetes care from dark comedy? Who knew my sense of humor was sicker thank my pancreas and even more twisted than my sweet demeanor gives off? Who knew?