Sunday, December 2, 2012

Survey Survey!

Because I had nothing better to do at 1 am. Except I'm posting it now, because I fell asleep before I finished it.

If Abe Lincoln and George Washington got into a fight who’d win?
That's a silly question. Everyone knows Abe is a super star vampire slayer. Did you see him swinging that ax in the commercials? Someone needs to study up on their history.

Are you dating anyone?


Love at first sight?
It can happen! At least I think so.

What do you think about love? If single, what are you looking for?
If it happens it happens. It isn't something that should be forced. Like I don't want to date just for the sake of dating. It should have deeper meaning than that, and there should be both an emotional and an intellectual connection. It'd be nice to date someone that can hold a good conversation. I don't like being clingy either, there should be mutual trust in a relationship. It'd also be nice if he had a quirky sense of me! Well he'd probably be funnier than me, I'm not terribly funny. But falling in love unexpectedly, for someone you'd never thought you'd like, that's cool  to.  

If zombies are dead, how can they walk? Their bodies shouldn’t function at all.
My pancreas doesn't work. That's a life sustaining organ. So technically that makes me part zombie? Bam. Question take down.

What's on your mind RIGHT NOW?
Does everyone see the color blue as the exact same color as me? Like is it possible for different people to see the same color but see it in a slightly different shade? Maybe my thoughts only makes sense to me. Right, I was filling out a survey here.

If you had a snail that could magically grant wishes, what would you name it?
I wouldn't use one of my wishes to name a snail. If anything the snail would be trying to sell me something. It'd probably try to convince me to buy Crocs or something. Or a lifetime supply of Mountain Dew, which I haven't had for years. No, it would be selling a litter of abandoned puppies that I don't have enough money to buy. That would be sad. That snail wouldn't grant me a wish. And he would be named Sheldon. 

What makes you the happiest?
Drinking tea/coffee with a blanket and reading a good book. Running or listening to music. Being surrounded by nature. I love nature. Annnd being creative (yay writing!) or helping others out.

You collect....
Comics, quotes, postcards, buttons/pins

Let me guess, you're blond.
Ouch...that's ok. Technically I'm Strawberry-blond.

Someone just stole your ice cream cone!
Oh. Well that's okay, whatever. If they want to be mean that's their problem. 

Where do you want to be in 5 years?
Graduated from college. I'd like to have a husky! Maybe grow my own garden. Hopefully by then I would've seen more of the world. I'd like to have a job of course. Hopefully I'll still be writing. 

What's a quirky thing about you?
Hold on, let me get the list out. I'm just full of quirky. I like eating my fruit cold. I always move the apples to the refrigerator to keep them cold. And sometimes I'm oddly energetic.
What is your guilty pleasure?
Fuzzy socks. Fuzzy blankets. 

What are common things that are said to you?
"Try to concentrate." "Spacey much?" "You smile too much." "That's random." "You're very quiet sometimes." "Answer your phone/Did you get my text?" "You're...very excited today. Did you have coffee?" "Are you sure you won't get lost? Never mind, just leave your house really early." "That's a different perspective." "You're good at listening."

What's an embarrassing moment?
I was listening to a comedian on my ipod at the pool and I couldn't stop laughing. Everyone must have thought I was crazy, since they just saw me listening to my ipod. Good times...

Do you like to party?
I'm more of an introvert, but I love meeting new people and going to parties. And dancing! But I like books.

If you had the chance to go back in time for 24 hours, where and when would you go?
Paris. 1920's. I'd walk around Paris in the rain.  I'd meet F. Scot Fitzgerald and Zelda, Ernest Hemingway, maybe Josephine Baker or Picasso. No, actually I'd like to meet Shakespeare and Jane Austen.

Who do you like better, Bill or Ted? Why?
Ted. It sounds like a friendlier name. Reminds me of a teddy bear. 

What's your favorite type of soda?
Diet Dr. Pepper! Most people think it's Diet Coke, but that's because it's usually the only diet drink available. 

What is one thing you'd change about yourself?
My sneeze. It's very loud. 

If you were on death row, what would your last meal be?
Ahhh why am I on death row? I'd probably eat ice cream or guacamole and a burrito. Mexican food is delish.

You have the choice to live with a gorilla who knows sign language or a dog who sings lullabies, which do you choose?
Dog! I'm a dog person. Monkeys scare me.

What did you do yesterday?
Make an angry face at my dog to see if her facial expression would change. Then smile, to see her reaction. That made my day. My dog just got really excited and thought she was getting a treat. She got one. That's probably a weird thing to do, but it was fun.

Any last comments or questions?
Snails are more awkward than turtles. Awkward snail.

What would chairs look like if our knees were on the back of our legs?
I'm trying to picture this in my head...I can't. Wait. We end on this? Aw.

The Pancake Flop

Well at least we didn't burn the school down.

My partner and I attempted to make paleo pumpkin pancakes. Basically they just didn't have flour in them. It was a recipe my culinary teacher made up, since she doesn't eat grains or anything processed. While everyone made fluffy crepes, we had volunteered to make this special recipe.

Let's just say it was a mess. While our pancakes were far from light and fluffy, we did manage to melt the spatula. The butter didn't melt all the way either, so the batter was questionable. Both my partner and I were hesitant to try our experiment. My teacher, however, was brave enough to try it. She liked it, or at least pretended to for our sake. Honestly, I'm not sure they were safe to eat.

I like to cook. I like to make food for people, because it makes people happy. It's like a hobby. This pancake flop was the first time I had really failed at cooking. And this, readers, is not acceptable. Nope. Nopers. Nope. Of course this left me with only option: make the pancakes at home to prove that I can still, in fact, cook. Proceed carefully.

I followed the steps precisely. You couldn't flip over the pancakes because of the no-flour thing. I broke this rule and flipped them anyways. You know, since I'm such a rebel. But last time I tried to cook them at culinary they were a half-burned, half-under cooked mess. Some sort of mutant creature from planet Don't Make Me Eat That.

Success! The pumpkin pancakes were actually edible. Most of them. And now my confidence in my cooking has been somewhat restored. Kinda. But that's not the point. They were pretty good pancakes. Mistakes have never tasted so great.

Two days later I'll look back at this post and think Really? Did I really write that? Paleo pumpkin pancakes. Maybe I was just really hungry when I wrote this. Moving on...

In that case, I leave you with a random song.

Favorite quotes: "It's unstoppable!" "Save us from the lumpy thing!"

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Why Run a 5K?

It's hard to believe all that's happened this year. The holidays often make us think of past years, our last Thanksgiving or Christmas, or the people that were with us then. I've changed so much since last December. Christmas, after all, was right before my life unraveled. I was totally unprepared for what I was about to go through. If you've read Battlefield, this is probably old news. As for an update, I have done some volunteering, went on a walk for diabetes, and have good control once more.

I just read a story about a 6 year old girl who almost died from diabetic ketoacidosis (DKA). She was thought to have the flu, but it was diabetes that was making her sick. DKA is caused by extremely elevated blood sugars and usually requires immediate hospitalization. The doctors told her family to say their goodbyes, she had been losing consciousness, but luckily she was able to pull through. It's hard to hear others go through struggles like that-it's devastating for a family. No parent wants to have their child go through that.

I had a similar experience with severe DKA a couple months ago, and my body almost shut down. It's this experience that caused me to become fearful, and to give up the fight you might have read in Battlefield. It took me till early October to tell my parents about the experience; I was home alone when it happened. My parents knew that I was suffering from anxiety (turns out it was blood sugar related) and not checking my blood sugar. They didn't know about the heart issues or how my vision would blur. Or how my muscles would freeze up every night, and the mornings I woke up numb and confused. A couple days after the experience, I didn't know how to bring it up to them. At first I didn't want them to worry. Then I felt like it was too late to talk about it. I should have been hospitalized for DKA that day, but instead I accidentally overdosed in a hazy panic to lower my blood sugar. Overdosing caused me to have a severe hypoglycemic episode, and that's when it got dangerous. All the insulin hit at once.

I almost fell asleep, the crash caused me to be become disoriented. Somehow I got myself up and wandered downstairs and into the garage. Almost lost consciousness there and started to go back to my room, but I couldn't walk straight or keep my balance. Or bend my fingers, I had no use of them. I didn't realize my situation until I lost my sense of touch and taste. My tongue was strangely tingly, and the sensation itself was overpowering. My blood was nearly the consistency of water when I pricked my finger. Even though I knew now what was happening, I couldn't open any of the containers. I couldn't lift the milk container, so I dropped it, and I started to forget what I was doing. Eventually I was able to find something that wasn't in a package or a container, and at that point had to practically inhale sugar. At one point I picked up a phone, but had trouble pressing the buttons and remembering any numbers. Basically I was a 100 year old woman with a 17 year old soul. Or a mindless zombie, searching for sugar instead of flesh. Take your pick.

By the time my parents got home in the evening, my blood sugars were in the 200's and I was exhausted. The rest you probably know. But if I had fallen asleep in my bed, which I almost did, my parents probably wouldn't have found me in time. Considering my symptoms, the amount of time it took for my blood sugar to rise, and the fact my meter couldn't even register my blood sugar at first, there's no way I could have woken up on my own. I almost blacked out several times in the kitchen, which would've been safer because it would've been obvious that I was unconscious and not simply sleeping.

So I decided a couple months ago to run a 5K. I've always been afraid to run a 5K because of my diabetes and the risk involved. But I can't truly say diabetes doesn't stop me from anything until I do. So now I'm turning into a health nut, and I'm going to run the 5K in the spring. Diabetes has taught me not only to value life, but to persevere and to be ambitious. In order for there to be change, there needs to be action. Wishing didn't change my situation, but action did. It's hard, and you have to face your demons, but it's worth it. And I'm not perfect. I can be stubborn. Occasionally I need someone to throw bricks at my head. I avoid conflict like the plague, though conflict usually isn't a problem. I can be too quiet at times, sometimes too hyper. But I'm always learning, and that's how it should be. I laugh at my mistakes all the time, I make lots of them. I'm fine being imperfect, because life isn't about being perfect. It's about creating moments, helping others, and enjoying the small things. It's about a journey with no destination. I'm so thankful to be healthy again, to be able to feel like myself, and I'm thankful for amazing family and friends. I could have avoided so many health problems if I had only been open with my parents, and that's a lesson I'll never forget.

I guess most people figure there's only one major hill to get over in life, just one challenge, and then everything will be fine. But often times we're put through trial after trial before we come into the clear. I'm in the clear, and I'm running.

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