Drinking My Diaversary Juice

Another year with type 1 has come and gone.

For those keeping count, I'm now at 33 years with T1D. And for those who've been following along over the years, you may recall that I self-designated March 10 the date a number of years ago, because I really don't know the exact date other than it was Spring 1984 when my diagnosis came along.

So, here we are one again.

Woo, freakin', Hoo.

I'm not one to really "celebrate" having this chronic condition for so long, but rather I more mark it with a head-nod and drink to the fact that I've managed to survive another year without falling flat on my face and staying put in the ground thanks to D. Sure, there's the whole hopeful mantra of You Can Do This these days, but the fears still exist for me that my time could be closer than I'd like, due to this disease.

Not yet, Hoskins.

Did I mark this diaversary in any special ways?

Not really. Though, I did drink some orange juice.

No, not because I was Low. This isn't a Shelby situation.

Rather, I've been enduring a frustrating Man Cold.

It feels strange drinking juice for any reason other than a hypo, but you can't argue with the Vitamin C powers of OJ in combating episodes of Real Person Sick (you know, when diabetes isn't the reason for feeling ill).

Other than that, not much else to report -- nothing really different about this diaversary from the one last year, the year before, and before that, and so on. Just another under the belt, on my way to the next Joslin Medalist level of 50 years with T1D (which arrives in 2034, assuming I'm still alive and kicking in 17 years).

What is notable about 2017, possibly, is that this year marks the 10-year point of when I really started blogging about diabetes here at The Corner Booth. I've since added a D to the name, but it was in 2007 when my diabetes writing began here. I'd been following others for a couple years before that, and was writing in some other forums (like LiveJournal and MySpace beforehand), but it was here that my D-writing really took form.

Interesting to look back on some of those posts from 2007 -- complications were more noticeable parts of my life, there was peeing apple juice, shuddering in the showering in our first Indiana house, and I was changing insulin pumps from Medtronic to the now-defunct Deltec Cozmo insulin pump. And apparently, I had to do a lot of waiting in my endo's office back then.

And I remember how George, Scott and Kerri were some of my first comments, among others in the DOC who are both still around and have left the online space since then.

Ah, so much in diabetes (and life) has changed over the years, yet some has stayed the same.

On a happy note, this also marks the 10-year anniversary of when we first brought Riley home. That was in August 2007, and while I apparently didn't chronicle that right away, I did write that story in our local humane society's newsletter and years later finally republished that here at the Corner Booth. So, I'll plug that again for my ever-puppy who is now 11 years old and quite white-haired, but still puppy-like and loving her Forever Home Family!

With that, here's to moving into the next year of diabetes and... (wait for it)... getting closer to that cure. ;)