Wimpiss Breath?

Tonight is the official kick-off for the NYC (Manhattan’s) ONE Walk which is the roll out of a whole new platform for JDRF’s Walk (the evening is called Progress to Type None).  The purpose of the event is to discuss research developments over the past year (artificial pancreas, complications, encapsulation, smart insulin, restoration, and prevention), upcoming Team Walk plans, and the new website for the walk this year (thank God)… AND guess who the opening speaker is… ME.  Guess who I get to introduce? Jeffrey Brewer (I just found this out 15 minutes ago… yikes).

Today seems like a GREAT day to shake-off all this fear stuff that has really been nagging me since my 35th diaversary last week (check out the comments section of that post… yay DOC).  Let’s face it though… I’m not going to simply shake it off (although I really LOVED Scott’s comment “Yes, thirty five years is a long time – but it’s just a series of individual days, and so far you’ve survived every single one of them. There will be many more, and I’m sure you’ll survive those too.”)  So awesome. 

So, what’s my plan, you say?

Redirecting scared energy.  Granted this is an experiment… but, I think this could work (read: OMG this better work).  I have a lot more to read at this event than I thought and I haven’t actually seen the powerpoint that I will speaking along to (terrible sentence structure by the way… ending with a preposition.  “Along to”… cringe worthy).

But here’s the really great part… I get to speak a tiny bit about Alecia’s Stem Cells and with that, I will absolutely talk about the goals of this team.  That puts me in fighter mode.  That takes me out of worry mode.  I really need to get back to outlining that part though (geez where is this day going?).

Also on a slightly humorous side note: in my introduction tonight I am supposed to state that I am our Walk’s Corporate Team CHAMPION.  When I was a kid, my brothers and I would wrestle (although this story applies to most games we played).  When someone won, they SANG (often while flexing their muscles), “I am the CHAMPION, YOU ARE THE WIMPISS BREATH”, over and over (there was a tune involved, I promise).  I still don’t even know that wimpiss breath means but it had something to do with being a wimp and it sort of sounded bad.  It is damn near impossible to think of saying that line tonight, CHAMPION,  and not flexing like a professional wrestler from the 80s and then raising my arms up and hopping up and down like Rocky (I may just do the flexing anyway).

Tonight I get to embrace my fear of public speaking yet again.

I WILL redirect my fear.

I am forced to be brave.

When you’re SCARED but you still do it anyway, that’s BRAVE. -Neil Gaimon

 

Lordy Lordy…

Look who’s 40!?!

Today is my dear friend Sara’s 40th Diaversary!

Sara is an incredible woman, an amazing friend, a true advocate, and has spread a wealth of Diabetes information to so many.  She has also been a guest blogger here, at Surfacefine sharing her experience with The JDRF Voices Council AND her Research Retreat.

Cheering you on Sara!  xoxoxo

Be good. ONE Walk

little curl

How did I possibly breathe out of that nose?

 

 

There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good
She was very, very good
But when she was bad
She was horrid!

 

 

Let’s be good.  Let’s feel good.  Let’s do good.

It’s official.  Alecia’s Stem Cells NYC JDRF Walk Team is registered to walk again.

I want you.

I need you.

We need advocacy.

We need to push technology forward.

We need to a CURE.

Come walk with me.

Come support our team.

Spread the word.

Reach out.

What are you doing September 28th?  NYC.  Brooklyn.  A beautiful bridge.  13th Anniversary of the founding Alecia’s Stem Cells.  15th ASC Walk.  25th Anniversary of the JDRF Manhattan Walk.  My 35th year with a busted-up pancreas.  35…. WOW.

Type ONE, until NONE.

ONE WALK.

I need your help.

I.  NEED.  YOU.

For more info, come visit Alecia’s Stem Cells.  xo

 

Australia?

ASC 2013

Alecia’s Stem Cells- JDRF- 2013

 

WE’RE GOING TO AUSTRALIA!

 

Well actually the Alecia’s Stem Cells 2013 Shirt graphic is. Remember our award winning ASC 2013 JDRF NYC Shirts?

“New Technologies, New Treatments, New York”… ?

 

ASC JAJ

JDRF Australia contacted me for their New York, New York themed Gala (well, Galas!). They LOVED our shirts (hey we loved our shirts too), so presto, I sent over the graphics.  They have a printer who printed the shirts for free (yay) and I just got word they have printed shirts for all their volunteers to wear at the Australian Galas… So in a way, ASC will be at 4 Galas this May…Melbourne, Sydney, Perth & Brisbane.  Amazing!

This perfectly ties in with my last 2 Volunteering themed posts too!  More amazing!

Do good, feel good.

Me and my parents

Me and my parents

JDRF 2013 Walk

OUCH!

I have a pretty high tolerance for pain (that doesn’t mean I won’t complain incessantly when something hurts). I’ve been taking shots a long time (and they were WAY bigger when i was a kid), inserting pump sites and Dexcom sensors for oodles of years. Why then, is today the day that my left ring finger tip hurts so effing much from a finger stick? It’s almost comical in the realm of physical pain that typing is killing my damn finger and I keep wincing in pain… like a VERY angry splinter.

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Such a teeny red spot/ bruise. Sometimes it really is the little things that sting the most.

A bruised finger has me thinking about how ready I am for the next level of technology and ultimately, someday, I hope, a cure.  I think about how I speed packed this morning to get out of town for a few days.  Picking out what to wear today not based on weather or comfort, but what will keep my pump most accessible going through security at the airport and how I should have moisturized my legs as I may have to drop my pants to show of my thigh Dexcom site but at least I’m wearing my lucky heart undies.

I write this post to bring up a point near and dear to my heart (oh and to complain a bit)… This week has been National Volunteer Week (tomorrow is the last OFFICIAL day).

GO. DO. SOMETHING.

No really, go. Volunteer to help JDRF. Local chapters are always looking for people to help out. It’s not about donating/raising money (although that is indeed important). Encourage a non D to volunteer with you.  Believe me, it’s not always easy, but try it.  Spread the word.  Do good, feel good.  Figure out your talents and volunteer them. Give your time, your ideas, your heart and most importantly, your passion.

It is time. GO!

PS If you are looking for something to do…Alecia’s Stem Cells is ALWAYS looking for walkers, sponsors, social media pushers, friends, competitors, cheerleaders, huggers…. more info about ASC in the next few weeks.

ThrowFORWARD Thursday

“Like success, failure is many things to many people.  With a positive mental attitude, failure is a learning experience, a rung on the ladder, a plateau at which to get your thoughts in order and prepare to try again.”

W. Clement Stone (1902-2002): Author, businessman

This quote is a tough one for me, but a great goal (yay positive mental attitude).  Instead of Throwback Thursday, I’m calling today ThrowFORWARD Thursday.  I think back on all the years of absolutely dreading exercise and how now, it is huge stress release and a bit of a confidence booster and a commitment I keep in my life.  A special thanks to my DOC Twitter, exercise pushing peeps too.  We all need cheerleaders.  A little inspiration goes a long way!

Now, time to stop procrastinating and tweak some overnight basal rates.

Believe me, a lot of work went into this.

Believe me, a lot of work went into this.

I have some exciting Alecia’s Stem Cells/JDRF news to report but I am waiting for a teeny bit more info.

Throw forward.  xo

 

Advocacy With A Rhyme

A few weeks ago I was asked to do a Q&A with 2nd year medical students at (it rhymes with) Mt. My-Oh-My (medical hospital and school). Yesterday was the day.  I was given very little information other than this was part of the teaching program and my doctor needed info about my T1D diagnosis (June 19, 1979).  I was also told to be prepared that the students may ask some “weird” questions.  Weird you say?  Hell to the yes, count me in!

I ended up being 10 minutes late  to the meeting spot with my doctor.  I full-on ran from the subway to the hospital (I despise being late).  Taking the subway during the conclusion of the St. Patrick’s Day parade was a lesson in madness.  Out of breath, my doctor also a bit frazzled, I was led into the auditorium.  My guess is there were about 300 students. There was another doctor presenting an older woman (dare I say elderly?).  I had missed much of her presentation but as I made it to my seat, I caught that she is a fellow T1D and her doctor was giving different facts about her and asking the students what tests should or should have been performed under specific circumstances.  After sprinting to the hospital and my heart pounding in my ears, I found it a bit jarring that Cutie Oldie T1D was asked to go into detail about when she had a UTI while on vacation a few years ago.  Holy Shirt, things got graphic FAST.  Cutie Oldie T1D spoke about getting a stent in her kidney for 3 weeks and how much it hurt to pee…. (get ready to gag or skip the next few words)… and she was peeing…puss.  BLECH.  Why did I agree to this AND what the hell was MY doctor about to say about ME?!?!?  I frantically searched my brain for gross medical stuff I might have to talk about… oh this was NOT good.

My turn.  I sat in a desk chair in front of the 300 students.  My doctor struggled to find her PowerPoint presentation.  I hooked up the mic to my sweater dress.  No turning back now.  A sea of students.  I was the last part of the presentation.  Lots of yawning faces staring at me.

I looked back at the screen.  There was the paragraph I’d written about my diagnosis.  My symptoms, local hospital where I went for blood test, my pediatrician telling my parents to take me to “the best” and sending me to Hahnemann hospital in Philadelphia.  My doctor got into some specifics about the diagnosis that were not part of my story but relatively universal in many diagnosis stories.  Then, “Does anyone have any questions?”.  Ummmm that’s it?  2 questions about my diagnosis.  Yeah, I was 6.  I explained I’m about to turn 41 and I am too old to remember all the specifics but I was able to tell them some of my memories and then I was off and running.

I’m a talker.  I had the floor (well chair).  I started answering stuff no one was asking.  My doctor threw in some questions and explained things like Regular insulin and NPH.  Before I took my seat, I had heard the doctor who was running this program tell my doctor to take her time presenting because we were ahead of schedule.  Too bad you let me hear that lady, because I will fill up this whole time slot…. and boy did I.

My doctor showed an image of some of the insulin pumps on the market.  I pointed out the one I have and then it happened.  My doctor asked if I would be comfortable showing the students my insulin pump.  Ummmm. I said how I probably should have worn something different.  My doctor then noticed why I said that.  I was in black boots, black tights and a grey/green sweater dress.  Pump squished to my thigh IN my tights.  She said something about how she should have mentioned that to me earlier and I thought,  “To hell with this”.  I stood-up, turned to the side and saw a woman shaking her head “No”.   Too late.  As the words came out of my mouth I just couldn’t stop them…

“You guys ready for this presentation to get REAL racy?” and there I was with my sweater dress hiked up on my left hip while I traced the outline of my Dexcom on my thigh and my pump right next it.  I showed how I could move my pump around because my tights were holding it in place but that the Dexcom was fixed in place.  I talked and talked, looking damn flashy but knowing, this was a true chance to educate and I had EVERYONE’s attention.

I told them about how much I’d agonized for 3 years about getting a pump.  How, like so many other T1D’s, I wish I’d done it a lot sooner but that my advice to them, if they ended up in endocrinology, was not to force a pump on anyone.  Plant the seed, water it, show it some sun and then see what happens.  I needed to want a pump on my own.  I had to deal with my own issues of being attached to something, and my own issues of self consciousness, and meeting other people using technologies (especially Dexcom).  On and on I went.  I told them about how important it is for me, the patient, to work with my doctors like a team.

My doctor told them about the benefits of insulin pumps and different types of boluses. How a square wave bolus works and and I explained to them my enemy… pizza.

And then the questions… Someone asked about the psychological impact of wearing a pump.  Alleluia!  So I explained how I’ve had a pump for 14 years and how amazed and hopeful I am when I deal with kids, many times they are not diabetic and how they will tell me there is a kid on their (insert sport) team who has a pump too.  He/she is diabetic.  That’s it.  They NEVER, EVER see it as a big deal.  That it’s the parents of that kid who are more likely to see it as a big deal…. so-and-so’s kid is diabetic and HAS TO BE ON A PUMP.  I told them my belief that these generations beneath me, live in a different, much more open minded world and they (the doctors) can help foster that.

I told them how it is hard dating and being in relationships.  I can control how I present information and why I have an insulin pump but I have zero control over someone’s reaction to it and that can be hurtful no matter what age you are.  How I have no control over the internet and when you Google diabetes it isn’t a pretty picture.  How I look like the picture of health most of the time.  I am in the best shape of my life right now, but people think my being diabetic could/will mean I will go blind, have all my limbs amputated and will die when my body can no longer handle dialysis.

More questions and more screens of the Dexcom.  I explained how the Dexcom is a Godsend for me.  That I live with a dog who is useless in giving me glucagon or getting me carbs.  That I don’t always feel myself go low in my sleep and sometimes I manage to sleep through the Dexcom and how I feel “lucky” when ‘i see the graph the next day.  I poured it all out and how freaking scary being alone and treating a low can be.  My doctor explained the Dexcom arrows and I gave them my real world reactions to those arrows and how they are my very personal warning system.

I told them how I hate admitting it, but that I worry every single day about what this disease is doing to my body.  I workout like crazy because it makes me feel good, it reduces stress, and it is keeping my heart and circulation going BUT it is a battle to keep glucose levels in my target range with exercise.  I told them how frustrating this can be and how quickly the workout “high” fades when battling a dropping or rising blood glucose level.  I explained that there is a ton of trial, error, doctorly pointers and glucose tabs that dissolve in the wash in my gym pant pockets.

I ran out of time.  There was applause.  My voice felt scratchy.   Student thanked me as I walked from the stage.  Before I left I thanked them for listening and to please become GOOD doctors.  I was smirking.  I couldn’t hide it.  I took that presentation in a different direction and I flooded them with stories and information.  I shared my passion.

My doctor walked me out and informed me that 3 people in the class are T1Ds and another 2 students have siblings who are T1Ds.  She thanked me for getting a discussion started.  I’m not sure about the discussion part (it was the end of the day on St Patrick’s Day) but I did feel like I did my thing.

Advocacy.  Go.

Sara’s Research Retreat

My friend Sara guest blogged here back in August.  She is part of JDRF’s T1D Voices Council and also my dear friend.  Last week, she sent me an email about my blogging break, and attached a speech she wrote to present to the Board at her Tucson JDRF Chapter.  She thought her presentation might work for a guest blog post and I’m thrilled she wants to guest blog yet again.  So here it is and thanks Sara.
How Far Has Research Come, and Where Else Can it Go?
allenmonograph“First, a little history lesson, if you will indulge me. Diabetes has been around a LONG time, first notated by Hippocrates, and on through the ages. A brief history of the disease is included in this monograph published in 1918.  At different times, the ailment was thought to be a problem with the kidneys or the liver, or the blood, or the psyche. Proper diagnosis of diabetes became possible in the 1600s when Thomas Willis noted that the “urine is wonderfully sweet, as if imbued with honey or sugar,” as if he was describing a fine wine!  The doctors and scientists were determined to find out what caused the fatal dis-function of the body, and endeavored to find better, more effective ways to treat it.  
 
In the late 1700s, one treatment called for confinement to the house, preferably to one room, with the utmost possible quiet and avoidance of exercise. THAT I could live with. The diet however, called for milk and lime water, bread and butter, blood pudding, game and other rancid OLD meats and lots of fat. The skin was to be greased daily with hog’s lard, and flannel [GAH] was to be worn.  Another called for the drinking of melted beef fat mixed with hot oil, and regular bleedings….In the mid 1800s, they threw out the rancid meat treatments in exchange for alcohol, (which works for me). Milk was forbidden, careful mastication was encouraged, and finally bleeding and opium treatments were condemned. About 150 years ago, improved techniques of research determined that it was the pancreas that was the offending organ, and with not-yet-invented-laser-like focus they began to study it, often in tandem with more and more rigid dietary restrictions. in 1911, a Dr. Hodgson advocated eating a raw egg with a few ounces of olive oil several times a day, and that’s it.  
 
All that to say, thank GOD, I was diagnosed in April of 1974, when I could treat my diabetes with THIS insulinsyringeThough i must say this 30 unit syringe with its super fine needle is a lot more palatable than the 100 unit syringe with the pool cue sized needle I first used. 
 
But had I been diagnosed a mere 60 years earlier in 1914, my parents would have been told that I had an almost 100% fatal disease, Like my great aunt Gigi, who was diagnosed in 1918, I may not have lived long enough to see the next christmas.  If the high sugars didn’t do me in, i most likely would have died of starvation. For, as the monograph outlines in great detail, until 1922 and the discovery of insulin, the only way to stave off death was literally to starve the patient.  As Dr. Allen wrote, “Expectations of an actual cure, in the sense of a restoration of the normal power of food assimilation will be disappointed under any dietetic treatment, and the need of some more potent therapy than diet is a keen stimulus to research.”
 
I think you get the point that research has never stopped on this disease. And that brings me to the point of this talk. I just got back from the annual Research Retreat held by the JDRF in New York, and never has Research been more important AND more productive. The first part of the meeting was the T1D Voices Council of which I am a member, along with 15 other voices from around the world, other T1Ds, medical professionals including our own Dr. Insel’s brother, several parents and even a grandmother. We reviewed some of the budget considerations of JDRF, and without going into the specific details and the way the funding is split up into different buckets, I can assure you that it DOES go to research that will lead to a Cure. We also discussed some issues JDRF faces with clinical trials and what the role of the individual is in terms of developing these. There are several places on line, including the JDRF web site, Medivizor and the National Institute of Health where you can go to enroll and be alerted when a trial comes up in your area…though there are not that many in Tucson. 
 
Lastly, we thought it would be a GREAT idea if JDRF took the opportunity of the 100 year anniversary of insulin in 2022, to develop  some clever, exciting marketing campaign. We felt it would great awareness and advocacy tool and hopefully, they can really put some effort into it.
 
It was then on the Research retreat where we got to sit in on the talks given by various researchers, the most interesting to me was that of Viacyte, a bio tech company in San Diego. We head from their lead researcher about this credit card sized thingie that will be implanted in the back and will ultimately offer 24 months of diabetes-free living. While JDRF is waiting for the clinical trials to go forward (Phase I and II begin next year, by the way), they are working with another company to develop the capsule materials. The encapsulated islet cells die without insulin so this other company has developed this material that is actually being incorporated into the body  – I wish I had that slide, but you could SEE blood vessels growing in and around it…bringing blood to the islet cells
 
And it is partnerships like this that were the focus of another talk by Pure Tech – this is basically a Venture Capital Firm that, in partnership with JDRF have created T1D Innovations which “will accelerate the development of innovative T1D therapies and enhance our ability of turning Type One into Type None.  Basically, T1D Innovations will create and fund companies to translate discoveries into products, helping them cross the well-known biomedical “valley of death” – which is the notorious gap that often prevents promising biomedical discoveries from being developed and reaching patients.  T1D Innovations will develop new companies around promising scientific research, providing the infrastructure and resources that are necessary to advance the research to/and through clinical development  and finally to the T1D community. 
 
We also heard from a guy at Pfizer who talked about another collaboration between Pharma, academic science and JDRF. The upshot of that was that if, after all the study and research, Pfizer doesn’t want to invest to bring it to market,  it reverts back to JDRF’s or the academic instuitutions control to find another way to bring it to the market, so some big pharmaceutical company is not going to discover our cure and then decide it isn’t WORTH the investment!
 
There is considerable research being done on restoring and rejuvenating islet cells which may someday lead to a vaccine that everyone gets, like the measles or polio vaccine. This would prevent the body from developing the disease in the first place, but in the nearer term, that very research will be used hand in hand with the encapsulation research.
 
Yes, the focus is definitely still on ending this disease. Some of the work being funded on islet and beta cell treatments, antibody treatments, smart insulin and especially the artificial pancreas, all point to exponential Improvements in treatments, eventual reversals and some day, the prevention of the disease world wide. 
 
The official line from JDRF is that “The path forward from Type One to Type None is a continuum of therapies that leads to a cure. As our research programs and therapies move through the pipeline, new treatments will progressively remove the daily burden, side effects, and complications.”
 
German Pathologist, Bernhard Naunyn, said, “the therapy of diabetes has been well founded by painstaking labor, highly fruitful in all directions; we may be proud of that which has been achieved and yielded here…….”  he wrote that in 1906, and I think it is still true.
 
We WILL turn Type One into Type None and on my and Errin and Brody and Aidan and Alecia and Nathanael’s behalf, not to mention everyone else, thank you for your support and belief in this organization!
Sara
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Weekend Update – Cloning Plans

Friday.

No time for blogging this week.  Not enough sleep… ever.  Must. NOT. GET. RUN. Down.

1.  JDRF NYC WALK- Still trying to get ready (there’s really no such thing as ready right?) and delivering as many shirts to people as possible the past few days (riding Citi Bikes like the Wicked Witch of the West also refering to myself as Mr. McFeely and making “speedy deliveries”).  I have no idea how I am going to get so much stuff (props, shirts, all my normal D stuff, baton, pom-pons) to the Walk site.  Must do laundry in next 48 hours.  Also must try cloning myself between loads of laundry.  Looking to make multiple clones.  Will definitely kill one clone for new pancreas.  If my current pancreas worked for 6 years-ish, I am excited for my new, cloned, works-for-6-years, pancreas.  Going to send other clones off to do projects.  I will definitely have my real self go to the Walk,  and will leave the clones at home to walk the dog and clean.  I hope they clean better than I do.  Hey future clones, the bar is NOT high at ALL (the home is a mess though).

IMG_42742. Due to demand (I know, that truly sounds ludicrous), we are offering a SECOND printing of our JDRF WALK Team shirts.  Lots of styles:  men’s, women’s, kiddie-poos.  I LOVE these shirts but, I am biased.  Proceeds go to JDRF.  Cool shirt goes to YOU!  <- Click there.  Get a shirt!

Our shirt sale ENDS Tuesday 10/1 (I can’t believe it’s almost October).

 

3.  A friend is making me a Dexcom case.  Yes, he has a rapid prototyping machine.  He is most likely going to kill me for posting this pic (but maybe he’ll be fooled by a clone and the one he kills can be the one I get the pancreas from?).  Hopefully he won’t see this before the Walk Sunday.  He was on my very first Walk Team in 2001.  As for the case, he has been prototyping samples with dimensions he found online (not using my actual Dexcom receiver).  Yes, this is kind of totally awesome.

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What I love about this photo… we are in a restaurant.  My friend has my Dexcom in a case that doesn’t quite fit.  There are calipers on the table.  We appear to be doing important stuff.  He is holding a glass of wine.  This is what we call a very productive design meeting.

4.  If you live on the East Coast and don’t already know this, WaWa makes the best coffee.  Also my favorite, and best tasting milk.  WaWa supports JDRF.  WaWa’s coffee just got THAT much better.  I wasn’t always a New Yorker people.  Support businesses that support JDRF.

Special thanks to my baby bro for taking the time to get me these pics.  Let's go Eagles.

Special thanks to my baby bro for taking the time to get me these pics. Let’s go Eagles.

5.  I hope this laundry/cloning thing works out.  I change what I said before.  I would bring 2 clones to The Walk but dye their hair so everyone wouldn’t be confused.  I really need them to help me get all this stuff to Foley Square and pay for the cab.  One clone could carry my silver backpack (how else will people see the back of my shirt?) and the other one could help lug stuff around all day and get me a snack and maybe some coffee.  I’d put a clone in charge of our Walk Team table.  I’d go chat with the Animas rep about the VIBE.  I’d go visit my buddies over at Team Hoffmanderson and also a new friend at Team Pigs Are Precious. I’d put that clone to work (I “may” be taking this too far.  Lack ‘O Sleep).

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Thinking Outside The Box, Or In A Pouch

When it comes to having a JDRF Walk Team, it is challenging to get and keep people interested year after year.  Asking the same people to donate money, asking people to walk, asking people who are walking to please raise money, it isn’t easy, and involves a lot of asking.

I met my dear friend Kerry, my first day of college (Yes, a long time ago.  Dinosaurs carried our books.  They were very helpful). She is a wonderful friend and will be walking with me again on September 29th.  A few months ago, she started a new business venture with Initials, Inc.  At the time, I was carrying my blood glucose supplies in a ziplock bag (yes, it was convenient-ish, ok, not really).  When I looked over her website, I thought this was a great opportunity to not only support and cheer-on my friend, but also time to try out a *NEW* blood glucose carry case.

Kerry sells a design called Tune Keeper which is a fabric, zippered pouch, meant to hold an iPod.  It also has a keyring and lobster claw clasps on one end.  The pouch is padded and securely fits my Verio IQ, OneTouch Delica, Verio test strips, emergency cash, and if need be, my Dexcom G4 receiver.  Yep, I love it.  It also has a tiny interior pocket (that’s where I hide the $5… there’s the info robbers.  Come and get it).

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Kerry contacted me about an idea she had to help fundraise for this year’s JDRF Walk.  In separate news, her daughter is the one who reminded me to believe in miracles, when I needed a miracle believing boost.  It’s a whole story about inch worms, and bronchitis, and crying at a funeral, and the inch worms becoming moths.  I’ll save that story for another day though.  Anyway, Kerry is a special person in my life (as is her family) and this is what she’s doing (in Kerry’s words):

As a Creative Partner at Initials, Inc., I am excited to help fundraise for my friend, Alecia’s, JDRF Walkathon’s Team. This month, 25% of your Tune Keeper purchase will go towards her team, Alecia’s Stem Cells, as we walk for a cure in two weeks.

What is the Tune Keeper, you ask?  It is a cool little wallet meant to hold your iPhone & earbuds, but Alecia has found it perfect to case her diabetic supplies! We thought you might think it is handy for other uses, too. Plus it makes a great gift – never too early to start that holiday shopping!
Since being diagnosed in 1979, Alecia has benefitted from technology advances in diabetic care and treatments. Glucose monitors and insulin pumps simply did not exist when she was diagnosed, but these advances come from critical research – and research is the key component of JDRF.
I’ve set up a shopping link to purchase the Tune Keeper. Please visit my website !Click SHOP ONLINE at the top and click “Shop Now” to the right on the “Tune Keeper Fundraiser – JDRF event” link to make your purchase. I will personally donate 25% of my sales of the Tune Keeper towards my friend’s JDRF team, and will follow up with an email to you to let you know how much was raised from this sale. Please consider buying one of these great wallets and supporting JDRF!
(Please be sure to un-click “ship to host” to have your order shipped to you – otherwise it will ship to me.)
For more information about Alecia’s walk team, please go to:http://www2.jdrf.org/goto/AleciasStemCells
Please feel free to email me with any questions about placing your order.
 
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT!
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Pretty cool huh?