Above you see Pancreas, he has diabetes just like me and has helped me time after time with my diabetes. Pancreas was born in Providence and came home with Leanne and I five years ago, he loves on the foot of our bed with his friend Rocket and Clara-belle Cow. (I told you I'm a big kid) Pancreas came into my life as I was training for the Rhode Island Tour de Cure in 2010. I was months removed from surgery and was starting to get into cycling and in turn started to take care of myself and my diabetes.
Leanne has to deal with my emotions when my blood sugar is high or low. Sometimes I don't realize that I have a low blood sugar but my emotions let others know that my blood sugar may be low or high. I'm human and if someone without diabetes tells me that I should eat something or test my blood sugar I get angry. I know they are trying to help but when I'm having an emotional high or low that is the last thing I want to hear and will often lash out at the person. To many times Leanne has been the recipient of a low blood sugar rant. That is when Pancreas made everything better, for whatever reason if Leanne says "You seem low, go test" I get pissed, but if Pancreas (held and voiced by Leanne) suggests I'm low I will smile, laugh and go test. Like I said I'm a big kid and a talking stuffed diabetes bear knows what is right for me. Five years of this and it still works.
What is the point of this blog post?? It is to teach everyone that there is no right or wrong way to diabetes. If you know what works for you and find what motivates you to take care of yourself then go ahead and do it. It took a stuffed animal for me to test as many times as I'd like in a day. It is not normal but it works and I'm a better diabetic because of it.