Psssstttt....Someone gave me an award last week. A Creative Writer award at that. I give Mommy's Theories the credit where credit is due for that one. With this award, comes a little fun. In addition to thanking the person who gave it to you (thanks Samantha!!) and posting the award on my blog, I have to either a) tell you 6 outrageous lies and one outrageous truth or b) I can tell you 6 outrageous truths and one outrageous lie, then I have to pass it on to 7 other creative bloggers (and let them know they've won)....
Since it's my party, let's see if you can figure out if these are truths or lies:
1. My daughter's softball team is undefeated. They have beaten every team they've played by more than 5 points.2. I have 2 friends in Oklahoma. I call them my best friends, yet we have never met in person, never spoken on the phone, and both their first names start with the same letter.
3. My first marriage began on Halloween, 1995. I married an African American/Native American cowboy skinhead. We officially divorced in 2008. Jellybean was born in 2000 but is not his child, yet I did not cheat on him.
4. I have been a college student for 21 years but I have no degree.
5. I have a set of twin boys, aged 19 years old.
6. I am stepmother to two boys, aged 14 and 12, that live in another state and I never get to see.
7. I grew up on the border of 2 towns in the Swiss Alps. My childhood home was literally half in one town, and half in the other. My zip code went by the town my mailbox was in.
Can you tell the lie(s) from the truth(s)?
And now to pass it along......
Take a moment and check out their blogs and see why I think they are creative.
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Did you know that Lee @ Headaches, Hormones & Hotflashes paired up with Tami @ Hearts Make Families for this fabulous new meme called Raising Awareness Thursday? This week they happen to be raising awareness on something near and dear to my heart. Why? Because I have this disease.
I am a Type 2 diabetic.
I absolutely LOVE food. I LOVE pasta. I LOVE carbs. I have a need for things to be super sweet, like 7 packs of Splenda in my coffee, sweet. Being diabetic DOES NOT suit me well. It's like I am wearing someone else's body that's been shaped and molded to look like mine, ala Face/Off style. Some days I wonder who is walking around in the shell that really is me that can eat all kinds of food in bliss and not worry about things like kidney failure, eye cataracts, glaucoma, and skin diseases.
I don't want to have to prick my finger every day to check my glucose levels and make sure that I am doing more then just swallowing a pill (which is yet another complaint as I hate pill popping with a passion) to maintain a healthy glucose level. I don't want to deal with the headache I am guaranteed to get when I get a little too many carbs because I just can't resist that bag of Doritos that was just calling my name. I'm lazy. I don't want to HAVE to exercise unless I want to. (I don't wanna, but I do.)
I just want to eat, drink, and be merry like I used to.
I didn't always have Type 2 diabetes, though when I think about I suppose there were plenty of signs that it was destined to be in my future. I started the Gestational Diabetic diet at 15 weeks of pregnancy with Scooby, and insulin at 17 weeks. Which reminds me..
Yesterday I did my very first guest post for Kathy @ Everyday Bliss (go read it. It's the poop!) because she says I have moxie. Yeah, whatever, okay. However, I can tell you a moment when I DIDN'T have moxie. In fact, moxie was nowhere to be found.
The very first time I had to "inject" myself with saline solution in practice, I cried. Big crocodile tears, rolling down my pudgy cheeks. I wimped out. There was no way I was going to be able to do the injections. None. Zilch. Zero. Injections= needles=Hell NO! I shook, I cried some more, and the needle-pusher RN finally lost patience and just told me to do it already. To make matters worse, I had an audience. Yes, ma'am, I did. She had no issue injecting the saline solution into her belly, either. *sigh*
And yes, I did manage to do it, and I did it once a night, every night until Scooby was born. Then, I went back to my regular non-diet, and enjoyed life again. Until last summer when I was diagnosed with full blown Type 2 diabetes. And suddenly, all the ass dragging, feeling-like-a-semi-hit-me, too-exhausted-to-poop feelings made sense.
Did you know that at this precise moment THERE IS NO CURE for diabetes? Diabetes can be manageable with the help of proper medications, diet and exercise of course, but there is no cure. This means that every time I satisfy that itch to eat a Dorito, I worry. But, I am only human. I can only pray that the diet I am on today will help me lose the weight that I need to lose to take the THREAT out of diabetes. I am 30 lbs lighter today then I was a year ago. I take Metformin before Breakfast and Dinner, and follow a healthy diet. At least I am supposed to be, but, shhhh!!! I am off the wagon right now.
Anyone seen my willpower? If you do, please tell it to take the express and get back to me pronto.
This portion of this post is in sync with Raising Awareness Thursday
Don't forget to link up at the bottom of the post to win this FABULOUS MOM'S NEST necklace. It can hold up to 4 fresh water pearl eggs and is delicately hand wrapped with copper coated wire. There are no 2 nests exactly the same. Make the other mommies in your mommy group jealous with this gorgeous handcrafted, one of a kind, unique charm. You know you want it.
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