Diabetes Art Day 2011

It's been hectic this summer, so I don't have much this year, but I like this day... and I wanted to contribute something... so, I give you this:

and, look, you can meme that:

You can read more about Diabetes Art Day at Lee Ann's blog or the official site.

This is important: Professor Jean Claude Mbanya, president of the IDF speaks about diabetes around the globe

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July 27th, 1921 insulin was discovered by Banting & Best and their dog friends. I think about them sometimes. Sometimes I wonder what I would said if I got to somehow skip back in time a bit and have a chat with them. I know when they realized that what they had and what it meant for people with diabetes, the group decided to sell the patent for $1. This allowed the drug speedier production. I wonder, considering this good will, what they would think of some of the situations described by Professor Mbanya, president of the International Diabetes Federation, where parents are faced with the grim reality that treating their one child with diabetes could mean devastating hardship or even death for the rest of the family? I would surely feel embarassed to tell them that at this point in time there are still people who die from diabetes, because they simply don't have access to the insulin they need. 

Bahahahaha

OMG. I saw this and started to laugh so hard. My dad used to send me to school with the biggest lunches ever! Except it wasn't purely out of fear, being on multiple daily injections (Regular and NPH insulin at that) I NEEDED all that food. He also made a point of including no or low-carb snacks, just in case I got hungry, but didn't really need any more carbs.

Now, to say this thing was massive is probably a major understatement; it was really closer to a snack truck, or maybe even a portable grocery store. So with that image in your mind, the best story to come of this situation: I remember going to the bathroom and not having anywhere to put my  ginormous lunch, so I put it on the floor (I know, maybe eww, but it was in a plastic bag.) Then I heard these three popular girls go, "HOLY! SHIT! Whose MASSIVE lunch is that???" Yeah, I stayed in the stall until they left. I wasn't mortified or afraid, I just couldn't think of what to say to them... like, really, how do you come back from that? Anyway, I seem to remember I did feel a little self-conscious about my space-shuttle-sized lunches after, but not enough to stop lugging them around... 

At any rate, now, I honestly just think the whole ordeal really funny.