Vacation Day… Zero? – Crazy storms, an old friend, and deep dish pizza.

Our vacation has begun!

Vacation Prep & a Little Frustration

I’ve been slacking in the blogging department! I have a couple unfinished posts hanging out in the wings, but we’ve been busy packing and preparing for vacation next week. I’ve had several photo sessions to wrap up on top of work, church, and plenty of other activities. I’m not complaining – it’s been exhausting but I wouldn’t have my life any other way!

Accountability 8/15/14

Last week was great.

This week was terrible.

Partially due to completely incorrect sensor readings (showing 300 when I’m 190, or 50 when I’m 80). And partially other factors. Bad weeks happen, but I’m still pretty proud of myself. My average BG is right around 140, which is awesome!

I need to get in and actually get my A1C officially checked, but I just don’t want to. I haaaaaaaate getting my blood drawn… But if my average is really between 140-160 then that would mean my A1C is somewhere between 6.5 and 7.2. When I was on injections (and actually DOING the injections like I was supposed to, which is a story for another post) I pulled a 7.5 A1C, so anything better than a 7.5 is success in my book.

Happy Anniversary!

I’m a little late, but yesterday was my four year wedding anniversary! I’m going to try to keep it short and sweet.

Lots of betic, not so much photogra

So, I realized that I’ve talked extensively on here lately about the diabetes part of Photograbetic, but not very much of the photography aspect.

I promise, we are still very much in business! We have been busy preparing for vacation and enjoying a little “us time” since things have slowed down.

Body Image

I used to be skinny.

I didn’t have to watch what I ate. In fact, I could have eaten absolutely anything I wanted and gotten away with it.

But in my freshman year of high school, I began battling an eating disorder. And I was obsessed with being as small as physically possible. I wasted so much time rejecting food and over-exercising in pursuit of “perfection.”

After Allen and I got together, I achieved recovery* and began to live a happy, healthy, normal life. I was finally okay with my body, okay with what I was eating, okay with ME.

Then diabetes came and completely ruined it all.

Good Day Vs Bad Day

What makes for a “Good Diabetes Day” and what makes for a “Bad Diabetes Day”? (Thanks Amanda Arce for the topic suggestion!)

Here is my sensor graph from July 29th, which was a Bad Diabetes Day

Here is my sensor graph from the next day, July 30th, a Good Diabetes Day

Let’s break it down.