The joys of TV

Last night, my boss and I were watching the idiot box. While we have many different interests alone, when we watch TV together we tend to stray toward "safe" TV shows. You know, those that don't offend either of our tastes and ones that can keep us entertained. Last night we stumbled upon chopped all stars on food network. The scenario basically pits four chefs against each other and a random basket of food ingredients. The chef's have to create a meal using the ingredients in the basket and see what magical tasty recipe they can come up with.
So last night we stumble into the end of the dinner competition and start watching the dessert cook off. As the dessert portion of the episode begins the one celebrity chef Anne Burrell mentions the charity she is competing for. Anne, is trying to raise $50,000 for the JDRF and in my mind while here crazy hair freaks me out. I mean how much gel does she use....

She just went up like a million stars in my book, or at least 50,000.... So anyway, Anne and her hair are doing this, because she mentions she has a nephew who was diagnosed and such. So now I am watching this episode intently as they continue on through the episode. At this point, they open the basket and pull out root beer jelly beans, lady fingers, and I am blanking on the herb that tastes like licorice. So the two remaining chefs are whisking their way through the desserts and such. And again something about Anne's charity is said, and my boss makes a crack (mind you no ill intent was intended) and says "I wonder if she will ask her nephew to sample the dessert." And I just started laughing. I have no idea why, I don't know if it was the irony of the comment or my being tired, I just started to laugh my butt off.
I mean, my boss knows I am a person who has type-1 diabetes. Thankfully I have yet to have any major issues with lows and such, thank you Blue and Beepy McBeeperson II. But the irony of the comment was just to much. The only thing that would have made the episode better is if the dessert Anne made featured glitter and unicorns.

So I must be....

I have come to the conclusion in the past two weeks I am a black hole of breaking all things that keep me going. First there was the pump malfunction, which has been remedied. However, the return process is still a work in progress. I got an automated call on Saturday telling me they had yet to receive my pump, granted the message was cut off since it was automated and I had no idea who it was from. And they called again yesterday while I was out, saying they would bill me if they don't get my pump in 7 days. Yet the tracking number says it was received on the 22nd or whatever. So That is a 9:00 phone call.

My hearing aid is malfucktioning, but I will handle that eventually.

In the past month my laptop has been in the shop three times to get something fixed.

And Saturday, in the middle of a retreat Beepy gave a death knell like never before. The poor guy isn't even a year old, and a replacement for number one who fell into a pond with me. (that's a good story). So I get back to my room around11:00 and start going through my books and the error code tells me it's the receiver and I need to call support. So I do. The line says you have reached 24 hour tech support. If this is an emergency or serious issue, press 1. So I think about it, and well not a my sensor is stuck to me and smoking, I think this falls under the issue of emergency, not like the time is wrong on my unit. So I get patched through to dispatch. Who puts me in touch with their rep. Well I guess they farm out their support over the weekends, cause I definitely woke this poor lady up.

I truly did feel bad, but alas what else was I to do. I mean the thing recovered once, and now it was gone. So she was nice enough even though I could tell she was annoyed, but hey she gets the money for this. Anyway, they are happily shipping me out a replacement for this guy, and I hope to have better luck. But seriously, the only thing I haven't broken in the past few weeks is my meter and a bottle of insulin....

No longer grumpy

So last night I was annoyed when I posted about things that annoy, oddly enough. So while Kimface is allowing me to justify my annoyance I still feel out of sorts. I mean I am over it, that is one good thing I get annoyed and I move on. It's so much easier that way. Why get bent out of shape over nothing, well not nothing, but you know what I mean?
However, I am going to continue with my theme of things that annoy. Granted these are a lot more frivolous and all, but still as long as I am clearing the air I might as well fully.

My first topic: Girl Scout Cookies
Okay, fine I understand its a fundraiser, but the cookies are so good, can't you sell them twice a year, I'd buy them?
How in a parish w/ school and girl scout troops, did not one person try to sell me cookies, nor have we sold them after masses?
Why can a package of Thin Mints have umpteen billion cookies, yet my yummy Samoa's or Carmel Delite's (depending on sales area) have only like 12 cookies in it?
Why do I need to look at the carbs before I eat them, cause then I look at the calories and get really depressed, but hell with it, I only get them once a year.
Which brings me back to my first question, why can I only get them once a year??

Number two: Coffee
I have never been a big hot coffee drinker, in my mind it tastes disgusting, but when it is iced I venture out and drink it, for some reason it tastes better. For better or worse in the morning I can't go running for Iced Coffee, cause I like my bed. So I have found some hot coffee flavors for the Keurig that I like. Yet apparently I can only find the flavors for a limited time?!?!! Really a limited time? 'Cause I think it is all a ploy. Sigh, I seem to be having issues with limited time stuff today.

Number three: Driving
This is a biggie, it is not driving in particular, but more so drivers. I run so when I do I watch people when they drive, not to mention being a cautious and "safe" driver I also keep an eye on cars when I drive. I wonder, do people realize how silly some of them look while driving, arguing on a cell phone with someone, putting on their make up, fiddling with an iPod, or just singing. 'Cause I can see into your car just like you can see out of it and frankly my dear you look like an idiot. Not to mention when you are driving along, illegally talking on your cell phone in the middle lane almost cutting me off, yes I am talking to you the idiot in the Jeep Liberty. I mean come on, at least pay attention. And texters.... well I will hold my tongue on that one, I don't text while I drive either my friends or my Pancreas.

Number four: Insulin and Cartridges
This one is a little odd, but I could not figure out a good title for this one. I do my best with my insulin to always fill the 200U into the cartridge of my pump. Over the course of three days, do I actually go through 200U of insulin?? Nope, unless I have a few lapses in judgement with things that have peanut butter and chocolate in them.... Which I am now craving. Anyway, why is it that I can never fill my reservoir up to a full 200U? The closest I have ever gotten was once I hit 195U but never a full reservoir. It annoys the snot out of me, not in a bad way or I would end up going through alot of tissues (insert cymbal and drum crash here), but if nothing else I would always be able to run out of insulin in a bottle at the same time as fill the reservoir. Instead of getting either only a small amount out or up to an additional 50U before having to open a new bottle. So now everything is out of sorts. I am very OCD about things and this drives me nuts.
Have any of you actually ever gotten your Ping to read 200U?? If so how? I have tried filling the reservoir over night and tapping the air out in the morning and filling a little more, I have tried drawing and redrawing insulin and yet no luck. Or am I just being a total nut? Well, yes but still...

Things that annoy

Today, is just a day of things that truly annoy me. Not just d-related, because in the grand scheme of things sometimes people are just clueless about certain things. Just as I am clueless at times about other things.
(Back story, cause you need it)A few years back, like 10 I had ear surgery to fix a problem from an ear infection gone bad. The surgeon while nice, was a little arrogant and well after two failed attempts I gave up on the entire surgery to fix my hearing. The first attempt to replace the deteriorating inner ear bone was a big no go, because the doctor opted to use the "cheaper" prosthesis. This apparently fell over and did me no good. So we decided to go in for a second shot, this time though, while I don't blame the surgeon, the doctor cut the prosthesis just a shy to short, so while it is not falling over the vibrating timpanic membrane was not hitting it enough to fully convey the sound. After the second consultation, where the surgeon was a bit rude in my opinion I said f-it and would just deal with things via hearing aid. This I have been doing for sometime now.
Now in the present day, my hearing aid is failing and frankly if I am going to be shelling out $3,000 for a new one since insurance doesn't cover it, why not look into a different surgeon and see if maybe he can fix the problem permanently and not have to worry about this problem again. So my dad and I went to access my past medical records file he has of me and can't seem to find anything about the ENT i had visited back in the day. We looked at the phone book for the town he was in and we have not been able to find any names that sound familiar. (sigh)
Yesterday, I had a brilliant idea, why not call the hospital and see if they have records from when I was in for my surgery, or even maybe a list of people who were affiliated with them at this time. While I can't nail the date of the surgery exactly, I can come pretty close since I know I ended up missing my best friends grandfathers funeral because of the surgery.
My old co-worker when I had work study in school has a daughter who works in the hospital I was at so I asked her to ask her daughter to maybe give me a clue where to start. I got an e-mail this morning with the info I needed, but it also had the e-mail that my co-worker had sent to her daughter.
She basically gave the daughter a little back story about me, hearing aid, nice guy (I swear I am), and the last line mentioned that I was a diabetic. Okay, fine weird but fine, the thing that got me though was the phrase she used. "He has diabetes pretty bad for a young man."
I don't know even typing that statement again, really just rankles me. I have it pretty bad. I mean once you have diabetes you have it. It's not like there are different levels. It is an illness that affects me yes, it is a pain in the ass and all, but still can someone have diabetes pretty good? Or maybe have it, kinda sorta bad??
I don't know maybe I am over reacting, maybe I am being extra sensitive, but seriously sigh... So that was the thing that just annoyed me.
I had a list, but to be honest, I just got myself so frustrated that I think I am going to wander away before I say something really obnoxious. Maybe even pretty bad... Sigh.