Taking The Good With The Bad

The Good:  Madeline wears a Revel Medtronic insulin pump that does an incredible job!

The Bad:  Due to insurance changes, Madeline will be losing her current pump.

The Good:  Medtronic told me to give them a call with updated insurance information and they will make sure she quickly transitions to her new pump with no down time!

The Bad:  My new insurance company is so completely unorganized with all the health care changes, I may never see my new insurance cards.  Or my initial premium payment.  Three words: WTF.

The Good:  My snipped gray hair has not grown back!

The Bad:  I'm pretty sure I have found a new gray hair (see "insurance" above).

The Good:  I have officially signed Madeline up for kindergarten in the fall!

The Bad:  Suffering Succotash!  Madeline will be in school and our whole diabetes management routine will be completely changed.  I don't do well with drastic diabetes changes (see "gray hair" above).

The Good:  Madeline is able to do her own blood sugar tests now!

The Bad:  Some days Madeline has trouble with getting enough blood on the test strip and we end up throwing out quite a few strips.  I try to keep my twitching eye under control when she says "oops, guess I just need to do it again!".  Twitch.

The Good:  Rick was able to get away on a crazy relaxing weekend snowmobile trip with the guys!

The Bad:  Since I was not on this trip to keep an eye on the diabetes care,  I made him let all parties involved know that he was a Type 1 diabetic.  Safety first.  And to pack some Elmo or Big Bird juice boxes.  He could pick which he preferred.

The Good:  My girlfriend is picking me up for a crazy relaxing girls night out this weekend!

The Bad:  When I get home, hopefully past my bedtime, I will be going straight to bed.  And setting my alarm for Madeline's 3 night time blood sugar checks.

Twitch.

The Silver Fox

I am going to take the first step in admitting I have been in denial.......I can no longer keep such a deep, dark secret.  Well technically it's not really deep, it's right on top for the world to see, and it's not dark, it is really a pretty shade of silver.

Hi, my name is Suzanne, and I have a gray hair.

Wow, I feel like a great weight has been lifted from my shoulders!  That should really help my lower back that has been having spasms for the last week.

Two weeks ago I noticed my first official gray hair.  At first I thought it was just an unruly highlighted blond hair waving at me, but upon further inspection, I could see silver right down to my scalp.  You can imagine my extreme horror at this incredible discovery.

I have two questions for this unwelcome visitor:  First, why did you choose to pop out at the top of my forehead, and second, why are you so such a strong little hair?  I have had thin, fly away hair my whole life, but you, little gray friend, are quite thick and stubborn.

As a woman, I needed to hear some encouragement, so I shared my secret with my loving husband.  I'm not sure if being called "The Silver Fox" is exactly what I was looking for, but I'm sure he meant well.

I called my wonderful hairstylist  immediately, and  walked out of the salon feeling like a new woman.

Can you believe that damn silver hair survived bleach, foil and a hairdryer?  Curse you little hair.

Out came the scissors, and with just one little snip, The Silver Fox is no more.

Now that the gray hair is gone, my back spasms stopped, and I can once again walk in an upright position.

Maybe the that was the root of my problem.............