You can join my Tour de Cure team, Megan’s Touch by going to this website.
I’ll be wearing the Red Rider jersey while riding! Will you join me?
|These are just fabulous!|
|Such cute booties!|
|This go with something…I know they do!|
|A true SATC Fan– “Carrie” shoes!|
|I know Miss America, so I must own Miss America shoes!
(It is only logical)
|Every girl must own Red Patent shoes!|
|If you live in OK, you must own Cowboy boots!|
Oh, and I just got in my new Coach shoes to match my purse and a 5 1/2 inch heel Jessica Simpson that will look amazing this summer!
All of this leads me to my ORIGINAL point…I promise I’m getting to it….Promise!
|Women’s “Diabetic” Shoes|
I DO NOT WANT TO END UP IN THESE!!!!
I am to completely in love with my shoes and my future Christian Louboutin and Manolo Blahnik’s to ever have to wear these. I might be COMPLETELY selfish in my motivations….but this is why I must take care of my Diabetes!!
Do I want to live a long and normal life? YES
Do I want to grow old with the man I love? YES
Do I want to wear fabulous shoes for the rest of my life? YES
I might have the wrong idea here, and I’m a little wacky, I admit it. But I want to be around, healthy and have my feet and legs in a state where I can wear these fabulous things.
DIABETES, YOU WILL NOT HOLD ME BACK!
There has always been role models that I have looked up to about my diabetes:
And I would hope you know, if you know me for any length of time that Bret Michaels is not only a Rock God to me, but a person that I can truly identify with and understand that ups and downs of Type 1 diabetes.But recently, I haven’t had such a great attitude about my diabetes, to be perfectly honestly. I hate this disease. I absolutely !@#$%^&*( hate it. I hate having to think about it, deal with it and know that no matter what I do that sh!t can still happen to me. I know, I’m one of blah blah million people that have it, I’m not the only one. But once in awhile I just need a release. Do you know what irritates me the most?? People (to remain nameless…) who say I want to help you, I wish I could do it for you. Thank you I appreciate your understanding, but I know that they can’t do anything. They can’t take it away, they can’t prick their finger for me, they can’t take an insulin shot for me and they can’t know the guilt that I carry every single day with this dang disease.I was told that the cure was “right around the corner” in 1988….great. Goody. Now 23 years later it’s still not here. I have hope…I really do. But today, I’m just not feeling it. I’m scared of the low blood sugars. I’m scared of not being in control of my body. I’m scared that no matter what I do to be in control, that it’s still not enough.
My career is my life…my education is everything I’ve ever wanted. I’m in the job and the field that I am absolutely in love with….Emergencies make my world go round. But the worst thing that I could imagine has happened. I want more then anything to be able to go help in a disaster (mostly help the animals…but people possibly too!) But anyway, to be able to be on OK-DMAT 1 you cannot have Type 1 Diabetes. No matter that I am completely self efficient, no matter what I do, I cannot be deployed. I feel defeated. I feel like someone pulled the rug out from under me. I feel like everyone in the Emergency Management world is pointing and laughing at me and saying….”HAHA! You just thought you wanted to make a difference”
I am just trying to deal with these thoughts one day at a time. I’m trying to be the best damn person with diabetes that you have ever met. But just today, let me HATE it.