Were I ever diagnosed with diabetes, I wouldn’t have to worry about any diabetes glucose options.  Why, you ask?  Well, it’s quite simple.  I’ve been eating loads and loads of sugar for years and I’ve got more than enough to fill in for any glucose.  I’ll admit to not really knowing what diabetes is or what causes it and that I only glanced over a few wikipedia entries about it, but I’d say I’ve got the gist of the whole thing.  I eat a chocolate bar with every meal and I won’t eat breakfast without a sugarcoated cereal.  I love Fruit Loops the best personally.  When I want an in-between meals snack I eat a few spoonfuls of powdered sugar.  When I’m thirsty, I opt for nothing less than a can of Pepsi Cola.  Normally, I drain 6 of those things in a single day.  But despite all that sugar intake, I still feel tired a lot.  I hate climbing up stairs.  Why does it have to be so hard?  And my heart’s starting to hurt.  Sometimes, it feels like someone’s pressing a drill up against it.  I probably shouldn’t be having so much trouble breathing either, but I think that’s just because of the change in weather. 

Anyway, Sally was very excited about her new source of diabetes supplies.  Once we got past the discussion of Mr. Callahan living in Frank Lloyd Wright house, Sally chimed right in about how she was getting supplies for a quarter of the price.  What was the catch, asked Mr. Callahan. No catch, said Sally.  All you had to do was pay a one time fee of $125 and you would be able to do it too.  In fact, Sally was now a distributor for the company.  We all looked at each other.  This was a multi level marketing scheme.  I couldn't believe it.  Well, I guess I could.  Multi level marketing was invading every aspect of consumer life.  Most of the time you just alienated your friends and family.  Sally announced this to our support group while the group leader was out talking to a staff member in the hall.  None of us wanted to participate, and Sally seemed hurt, but in order to keep the whole thing going you had to keep signing up new people.  I didn't like this, plus the idea that someone in the group would be making a profit off of the others wasn't so great either.  Nobody opted in.  Sally was upset and kind of sulked for the rest of the meeting.

If you are a diabetic, the most important thing to remember is that you obtain and keep up a regular supply of diabetic testing equipment, which must be used on a very regular basis to be effective.  You can order these supplies from a local vendor or get them through your physician.  Using glucose monitoring testing strips only one time is the rule as to avoid cross contamination of the testing results. Being hygienic under any circumstances can become costly. But being hygienic can also be a medical necessity. This extra step of using a new strip each time is what may save your life, and add quality to it. Your diabetic medications are essential, and costly. But, that is not the only thing that is essential. The glucose testing monitor, and the testing strips that go along with it are your lifeblood to leading a better and healthier lifestyle.   These small, monitors are great at keeping you and your physician aware of what is going on with your glucose blood levels.  It is important to be able to always know what the levels of sugar are that are circulating freely in your bloodstream. It is those freely moving sugars which don't get drawn up by the cells for use that are the cause of Diabetes.

I know the importance of diabetic treatment.  I know I should be taking insulin shots every day and I do.  I never forget.  I don’t think I’d be allowed to forget.  I’d get sick and weak.  I also know I shouldn’t drink so much, but I’d rather go out and be around people than sit home alone in my apartment.  More importantly, I know I shouldn’t drink and go with my friends up to one of their cabins by the lake when I should be going to work the next week.  I shouldn’t keep drinking and staying in a drunken fog that I only half-remember.  I shouldn’t drink a bottle of whiskey and then go water-skiing.  I shouldn’t promise everyone we’ll go skydiving in the spring and that I’ll pay for the whole thing.  Certainly, I should remember where my pants are and not just walk around in my underwear like everything’s all right.  And I really, really shouldn’t drunk dial my ex-girlfriend with my cell phone and admit that I still love her and that she hurt me so badly I locked her little dog in a garbage can and ran away.  The police showed up at my front door for that one.