This post is a little dated because I have been on the road and decided to wait until I got home to add the photos and publish my story. Last Sunday I got the opportunity to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge while supporting JDRF.
My youngest son lives in New York City with his wife and almost one-year-old daughter. In general I hate New York because I am a suburban girl at heart and get claustrophobic being around all the people and crammed-together buildings. But one night in early summer I saw a post by Alecia of Surface Fine mentioning the JDRF One Walk Manhattan 2014. Before I knew it, I had signed up and pledged to raise a certain amount of money and walk with Alecia’s Stem Cells team.
A little background here. I grew up on the East Coast and have been in and out of NYC most of my life. But I have never really liked it. I hate the crowds, I hate the filth, and most especially I hate the smells. Somehow I managed to have a child who loves New York, moved there after college, and has never left. Usually we see him when he comes to Minneapolis for family visits, holidays, and friends’ weddings. My husband occasionally has business in NYC and meets him for dinner. Now that my son is a father, I have pledged to visit him and his family occasionally rather than always make them come to my part of the world.
More background. When my darling granddaughter was born last October, I flew out to NYC to do my best to be helpful. Previously I had “met” Alecia online through Twitter and then her blog. I had also purchased one of her 2013 Alecia’s Stem Cells T-shirts because it was such a great design. So with no fear I emailed her to see if she would like to meet for lunch or a drink. In typical Alecia-style, she replied quickly and suggested Saturday brunch. We enjoyed our visit and found that we had a lot in common. Although I am a generation older than Alecia, we have both had Type 1 for over 35 years and we use Animas pumps and Dexcom G4 CGM’s. Since our first meeting a year ago, we have continued to keep up with each other in typical DOC-style with occasional Tweets, emails, and blog comments.
Alecia is an avid JDRF supporter and this was her 15th Walk. Alecia’s Stem Cells team raised over $37,500 this year. Rather than recreate the wheel, I’ll share Alecia’s summary of the fantastic 2014 walk:
We had Walkers this year from NY, NJ, PA, IL, and MN. We had our largest Walk team ever. We had friends and family from the very first Alecia’s Stem Cells team in 2001 and first time walkers who’d never been across the Brooklyn Bridge. We had a grandmother who’s T1D, a 40-something T1D (me), a 20-something T1D and a 8-year old T1D. The team may carry my name, but we were walking for ALL of us. Alecia’s Stem Cells was announced as one of the top 5 fundraising teams for the JDRF NYC. We ran out of yellow ASC team ONE to NONE shirts and even had some walkers in the grey shirts from our online fundraising sale last month. Simply put, it was AMAZING adventure this year.
I am especially glad that I joined Alecia’s walk this year because on Sunday afternoon she announced that this was the last walk for Alecia’s Stem Cells. She has decided to challenge herself by joining the JDRF’s endurance sports program and begin training for one of the 100-mile bike rides in 2015.
One thing that I know about Alecia is that whenever she tackles a project, she always gives 110% and doesn’t quit until she succeeds. I look forward to seeing which ride she chooses and I promise to support her with a donation. Although I was happy to cross the Brooklyn Bridge with Alecia, I can say with absolute certainty that I will neither accompany her on training rides around Manhattan nor join her for a 100-mile ride!
Here are a couple of photos:

With Alecia at JDRF One Walk Manhattan 2014

JDRF One Walk Manhattan 2014 is a family affair
On Friday I received a copy of an email from a Medtronic spokesperson announcing an important development in the battle to have continuous glucose monitors (CGM) covered by Medicare. This is an excerpt from her email:


As I move to wrap up this series, I am reminded that I am often accused of writing an epistle when a sentence will do the trick. I cannot help it. I am trained as a bureaucrat, so I tend to spin in place a lot with my writing. That is a bad habit I am working to break. If you have stuck with me up until now, I hope you have found the effort you expended a wise investment.

the Blogabetic
Last week I had my annual eye exam and started to write about it. Fortunately the appointment went well and as I started to write, I started to wonder why anyone else would have any interest in the appointment. Sure, you all like me and want to know I’m doing well. But a whole blogpost worth of doing well? Maybe not that. There is a certain self-absorption that is present in most blogs and mine is no exception. At the same time I am uncomfortable with too much personal trivia and you won’t see me posting blood glucose numbers on Facebook or Twitter. (The one exception is “Twinsies” when my Dexcom G4 and Freestyle meter have matching numbers.)
Is it to become famous? I admit that one of my aims in starting a blog was to increase my presence in the Diabetes Online Community (DOC). I hoped to become a little fish in what is a big pond for those of us with diabetes and a little pond when it comes to the whole wide world. The measure of my new-found fame is that now when I Google myself, I find images and links. Previously I did not. To put this search engine fame into perspective, my dog shows up in “Abby the Black Lab” Google searches and prominently sports her flowered hat and DSMA crown in the image section.
It was the first in-person meeting for the two Sue’s. Inspired by the Conversations project, they decided to rope this husbands into discussing diabetes. They didn’t interview their own spouses; they talked with the other Sue’s spouse. The result is two very interesting conversations. The first will be published tomorrow and highlights Sue from NY who has Type 1 diabetes along with Type 1 Marc from PA. Their stories are remarkably similar as both were initially misdiagnosed as Type 2 because of their age.