Tag Archive | Novorapid

To Pump, Or Not To Pump?

To Pump, Or Not To Pump?

I’d like to put it out there immediately that this post has nothing to do with my digestive movements… The insulin pump. An absolutely wondrous example of technological advancement being used for good. They gave me a batch of syringes when I was diagnosed as a back up to my injection pen. We’ve come a […]

Being a Diabetic in Six Minutes of Genius

Being a Diabetic in Six Minutes of Genius

Oh hi Friday! There you are innocently going about your day? Stop for six minutes (and 47 seconds) and give the following your full attention. For all the hard-hitting, expensive, flashy, heart-wrenching, serious, funny, clever, boring, stupid, wonderful ad campaigns I have seen about living with a medical condition, I have never seen anything like […]

YFT1 Gets Sent Packing…

YFT1 Gets Sent Packing…

Watch me first. Read me second… Ohhh another stuuuuupid video! Apparently you quite liked watching me running around getting drunk and being a general idiot (bar lunges, anyone?) so I thought I’d capture a bit more of my ridiculous existence. Being that it’s summer and given all the extra things we have to consider when […]

Diabetes Envy: Two Type 1s On The Same Night Out

Diabetes Envy: Two Type 1s On The Same Night Out

Last week I went up to my very favourite Yorkshire for my cousin Rob’s 18th birthday. To mark his foray into adulthood, he had a party. In a pub. Dozens of hormonal adolescents all looking lustfully at their pints, excessive consumption of which results in the lustful look being transferred to an equally lusty and […]

Have We Met?

Have We Met?

Something strange is happening. In ma neighbourhood. I don’t think it’s a call for the Ghostbusters. It follows my previous post, full of woe at the state of my feet after I tried (and wholly failed) to be an Olympian for a day. The result… ‘Don’t graze your feet trying to win gold for the […]

All Mouth, No Trousers? – Review of iBG Star

All Mouth, No Trousers? – Review of iBG Star

Although the title rather aptly fits a number of the more offensive men I’ve met in my now 25 years, it actually refers to diabetes. Honest. Well, a product for diabetes more specifically. By the way… hi! I won’t waste time apologizing for going AWOL, because I seem to do it to some extent at […]

Diabetes and the City

The common theme for my post intros of late has been “sorry it’s been a wee while…” It’s obvious that this one, sadly, is no different. But given my general tendency (I prefer ‘ability’) to ramble, I’m happy to predict that you are in for some kind of mighty Iliad. So get ready/comfy/run for your […]

Welcome to LDN…

That’s the note I scribbled late Wednesday night after packing for two days in London. I’ve spent most of the last six weeks or so living out of my bargain Primark-unsuccessfully-trying-to-pass-off-as-Mulberry overnight bag, and this week was no different. The 24 Hour Shift lends itself to usage, and my capital-based friends have been amazing at […]

Dating + Diabetes = Dilemma?

Diabetes is not an obvious illness if you don’t want it to be. I’ve come to learn that you can do your injections every single day in front of someone and they just won’t notice. The places I find myself stabbing my limbs makes me chuckle sometimes… on the tube, at the bus stop, in […]