What’s coming?

A week from tomorrow is my 34th Diaversary.  I need to organize my thoughts for my diaversary post as I really liked the one I wrote last year.  I’ve been through a lot in the past few months (well especially last few weeks) and I’m a little concerned what the tone of diaversary post may be.  I’m incredibly bummed that I will be away on a business trip on my diaversary and so doing something nice for myself (i.e. dinner with family or friends) is not going to happen.  Maybe I can postpone celebrating 6/19?  No, I’m alive.  That’s worth celebrating even if it’s running on a hotel treadmill.

As you may know, I’ve written 2 posts recently involving my rain boots.  Last night, I got caught in a down pour and decided to jump in every puddle I saw along the way.  Boots, a dress, a raincoat and a horrible dome shaped umbrella.  I toned the jumping down in the really dirty puddles, and around people who would get splashed but at one point I gave up on the umbrella, closed it up and just kept going.  It felt good.  I was soaked.

Early this morning, I saw this quote:

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass.  Its about learning to dance in the rain.

Right after that, my Dexcom was beeping that I was over 180.  I’ve been running too high a lot recently. A few basal tweaks, a ton of exercise and nothing seems to be budging much.  I looked at Dex, but I couldn’t get the screen to change.  It was frozen on HIGH over 180.  I got a little worried, figured how to shut it down but then I couldn’t get it back on!  Trying and waiting, waiting and trying.

Then this:

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Dexcom- you may have been talking about yourself and that you’re back in action but I’m choosing to believe you were talking about me.  System Check.  Passed.  Next time, I hope to see: System Check.  Awesome.

I have a lot to do before then.  And with that, I’m off to the doctor.


2 thoughts on “What’s coming?

  1. Earlier this evening, my son and a bunch of his kindergarten-friends had soccer “practice” for the program they’re enrolled in. About five minutes after it started, the sky opened up and the rain poured down – and kids ran for shelter. Then the rain stopped and started again, and then again. Eventually, the kids tired of running for shelter and played in the rain. They had lots of fun and made memories at the same time. So did the parents. It’s good to let go of our inhibitions and just stand in the rain sometimes. Refreshing, both in a literal and a metaphorical sense.

    I’ll wait until next week to talk about the 34 years, but however you choose to acknowledge it is just fine.

    You don’t need a Continuous Monitor to tell if you’ve earned a Passing grade in life. We already know that!

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