Last broadcast

I watched George's last broadcast today, and it almost made me cry. I don't know why but it was really neat to see the news team come down and hug him goodbye. I saw the footage of him dancing with YoUDee the University of Delaware's mascot. It was hilarious. He said he was afraid that it would be posted on Youtube. I would totally download if it did make it online. Anyway, he got a nice sendoff and I think he's pretty happy.


We're going to the Allentown Fair today, should be a lot of fun, I am just waiting for my mom to get dressed. We couldn't go until the news was done though. lol


I had a frantic search for my insulin pen this morning. It fell out of my Cross Country bag and got under the couch somehow. I woke up really feeling bad this morning and I checked my BS and it was bad. Really, really, bad. Posting it would almost be like saying a bad word. Should I?


It was.......


526 mg/dL


That, my dear freinds not afflicted with diabetes, is bad. Horrifically bad. But it is all under control now. Yea for quick thinking and Humalog! This would be so much easier on a pump.

George Mallet and I at the Studio

Why does George look so professional, and I look like an idiot?

To Philly and Back!

Getting to meet George was amazing, although I could hardly talk I was so nervous! He was such a nice person and he personally showed us around the studio. My mom and I got to sit in the studio and watch him do the news live for the first 15 minutes of the broadcast, and then we went to the control room and watched the second part of the news from up there. It was awesome, I wanted to touch everything, but I controlled myself. (ha ha) I will really miss him when he goes to Milwaukee, but I guess I'll just have to live with it. : (


I was really afraid that he would be untouchable, like he was a big anchorman, and a big shot, but I am glad I was really wrong. He was nice and funny and I really had a good time with him. I also got to meet the other people on the news team, and Josh (little brother) was mad that I didn't get him some autographs from the weather people. (He is such a weather geek!) I got George's autograph, and I though it was funny that he signs his name the same way I do, with a little heart and his name. Although that may have just been for me!


Anyway, it was just really fun getting to spend time with my mom in Philly. We went to a cool museum that I can't remember the name of right now...but we must have spent at least an hour and a half in there. Then we were at Franklin square for a little bit, which I totally love. My mom took me to the Reading Terminal Market for lunch which was really nice but so expensive. A little more walking and then we took the train back to Bensalem to my PopPop's to pick up my little brother and sister. They oohed and ahhed over my autograph (!!!!) and we got to sit and talk with my PopPop for a while.

I'm meeting George Mallet!

I'm meeting George Mallet, the coolest diabetic news anchor on television! My mom and I are taking the train down to Philly to see him before he moves out of state. : ( I am kinda scared to meet him even though I've watched his newscasts so many times before. It should be really fun, though. A great way to end summer vacation at least. We're watching the 11am broadcast and then taking a tour of the studio. Eeeeeeeee!

As for Cross Country, as of now, the only things on my body that are not sure and screaming in pain are my fingers. It's pretty sad, actually. But running with my friends is a lot of fun. A lot of times I feel like giving up, but with my friends, it's not as hard. I think they are what makes me keep going, and even if I collapse at the finish line, they are still there saying "Good Race".

I found a quote on a calender the other day, which I thought was amazing, so I copied it down.

The theme was Perseverance:

The race does not always go to the swift,

but often to those who keep on running.

It's awesome, and it means so much more than a Cross Country race. It's about perseverance in life, and that you have to always keep going, never stop, never let anyone stop you, you are in it to win it.

First week over

The first official week of Cross Country is over. It's actually a lot more fun than I would have expected it to be. I think it helps a lot that I have a lot of friends on the team who run with me and we mess around after practice. My favorite was getting lost in the woods with my two friends Heather and Lisa. We were trying to find the DeSales course, veering off the Course at the Park, and we got lost somehow. I do not blame myself for this mishap in the least! Heather and Lisa have run CC for 3 years, me only 1. Well, anyway, we ended up in the middle of nowhere, and found a deer path, thinking it might lead us to the outside world. WRONG! No, it lead us into someone's backyard, completely closed in with fence on the other three sides. OK, that's not good, so we turn back into the woods, and we're running again trying to find a way out, and then I notice all these pretty little orange signs nailed to the trees. What does this mean, I wonder? NO TRESPASSING in big bold letters. GULP! We shouldn't be here! Long story short, about 5 minutes later, we hear voices and a whistle. We run towards it, and crash through the trees, to land ourselves in the middle of a conversation between some soccer coach and a soccer mom. Who stop and give us these funny looks, then look at the woods and back at us. The three of us looked at each other and burst out laughing and ran back to the rest of the Cross Country group who was already stretching after stopping at the bathroom, which was part of the reason we got discombobulated in the first place.

CC

I met the coach of the Cross Country team yesterday at a picnic and he seemed nice. I think I'll like running under him.

Staying Positive

Sometimes it gets so hard to stay positive when you get so aggravated with dealing with a disease. I wish it were only so easy to wake up one morning and have a fully functional pancreas. But I know it's not going to happen like that. This is why my team is so important to me. A cure would mean the world to me. Its only been two years since my diagnosis, but it seems like an eternity. I think the hardest part is watching all those people around me who don't have to deal with what I'm dealing with. Finger pricks, Insulin shots, countless visits to the doctor. The risks of high and low blood sugars. Dealing with sports and teammates who don't always understand. It's hard being a teen with an incurable disease. That's why I need your help. Please help me cure Juvenile diabetes on October 28 in Philadelphia. One step at a time

It wasn't that bad..........

My first taste of cross country was today. It wasn't that bad. I am not going to be very good at it, but I don't really care. I want to have fun. How I'll have fun running 3.1 miles everyday after school, I don't know, but I'll think of something. So far I have two people recruited for my team. Yea me!

I will never have as much energy as a 5 year old

I love working with the little kids at my church, but they have soooooooo much energy. I wonder where they hide the dugar stash their parents don't know about. They also seem very determined to break the sound barrier, they can squeal that loud. But they are awesome kids, and I love them. I just always need a nap after I spend the morning with them!

Lisa

This is my best friend Lisa and me on Halloween about 2 years ago. We suck at pictures. This is seriously one of the best photos we have together. I'll try and find one that shows both of us fully. Yes, I know I look like an idiot in teh picture. I had a cold, in my defense.

I Knew It!

I Knew It! I jinxed myself! I was doing all great until after dinner. Then I was 247 mg/dL. I was so mad with myself, thinking could get through an entire weekend with amazing blood sugars. I'm not too discouraged though...I'll just try again, and make sure I know how much Ice Tea I drink so I stay on target. I will make this work! I'm going to keep smiling, it's all that's keeping me from going crazy right now!

A good few days

The past 2 days I have not gone over 199 mg/dL. Which is really good. I hope I haven't just jinxed myself though!

A letter to the fans

I'm hoping to get my letter to gain support for my walk by the middle to end of August. I want at least 6 weeks of fundraising to help get money.

As for Cross Country, I am a little scared. When I play lacrosse, I am contained to one field, and my coach can see me. If something starts to go wrong, I can signal him and get pulled off the field. I am worried about Cross Country because it is 3.1 miles of continous running across fields and around buildings with everyone watching out just for themselves. I want to do well, I know I won't be the fastest, I'm actually thinking I probably be the slowest *sigh*, but I want to do something interesting and fun, and it'll hopefully be good for me.

Cross Country

I knew Lisa would be happy if I said I would join the CC team. My first practice is on Monday...right now they are only voulantary, so I can see if I like it or not. Mandatory practice will start later in August. My sugar has been pretty good today. I didn't have any outrageous numbers, but I wish they were better. I hope CC will help get me under control. I think I'll being part of a team that is kind of individual....I won't have to count on people for anything and vice versa.

My lil' meter

The insurance wont cover my Ultra 2, which makes for a very sad Jamie, who grew to love that little machine. I think my Ascensia Contour knew I was going to betray it, because yesterday, it let off this awful squeal at me. I don't know where it came from or what caused it, but it scared me. I miss the Ultra 2...diabetes is not fair....I could of at least had a cool glucometer. Well, I have a phone number for a lady who works at Medtronic and can help me get my insulin pump easier. I was supposed to get it almost a year ago, but then again, my beloved insurance, and a pesky little man named Shawn made that nearly impossible. But now Shawn is gone (ha ha, rhyme) and hopefully this lady will be a lot nicer. My luck will be that a get some cheap pump because it will save the good ole' insurance company some money. I don't want an Omnipod....I want a medtronic....a purple or silver one. Then I am going to name it, just like all of my other friends do. Yes, diabetes can adle the brains, but you should have as much fun with it as possible, right?

I have decided that I want to join the cross country team with my friend Lisa. It was that or volleyball, and my head is kind of like a ball magnet. Ooof!

New meter

I have had the same tired old meter for almost 2 years. My Ascensia Contour was usually faithful, but her memory had begun to slip, and she would not record results properly. I lost past tests from March thru June, basically all of lacrosse season, some of the most critical months. So my endocrinologist gave me a new meter. The Ultra 2, which I LOVED! It recorded results wonderfully, it had cool buttons, and a back light. So we go to the pharmacy and they say my insurance company hasn't approved the meter or the test strips. *Sigh*. So for now, I am back to my old Contour and look sadly at the forlorn looking Ultra 2 thinking about the happy two days we had together, and how much I hate dealing with insurance companies.

I'm not THAT kind of high!

I don't usually stop to realize how I sound when I say that I am high. I mean in a blood glucose related kind of way. I discovered that can be relatively bad when I saw that in public around people who do not know I am diabetic. For instance, last night I went to the pharmacy to pick up a prescription, and one of my best friends Holly works there. She asked if I was okay, and I said "I've been really high the past few days, but I'm doing okay". The boy behind the register gave me this shocked look and glanced at Holly to see if she was fazed by my comment. But all she did was smile and told me to feel better soon.

My favorite story was during the school year however. I was feeling sick, and my sugar was reflecting it, so the nurse called my mom to pick me up. I had all my stuff my locker and I was walking towards the exit, a little dizzy because I had just taken a really large shot of insulin. One of the teachers was walking down the opposite direction and stopped to ask me if I was okay, and i said "No, I'm really high right now." Needless to say, he took it the wrong way, and started off "Jamie! That's not the way we solve our problems! Drugs are not the answer! We can work through whatever problems you are having, just say no to the influences and you can overcome!" I started laughing because he misunderstood me and he just stood there looking at me and I said "Blood Sugar" and walked away. He was just standing there, then he caught up to me and said "Oh. Oh yeah, I forgot." Then he took my bag and walked me to the exit where my mom was waiting.