There’s a moment every person with Type 1 Diabetes knows. It’s not a physical pain. It’s a quiet, heavy exhaustion. It’s the moment you stare at your blood glucose meter, see a number you don’t like, and instead of feeling…
It’s 11:47 PM. The house is quiet. You’re tucked into bed, scrolling through your phone, ready to drift off to sleep. And then, a whisper from the deepest, most primal part of your brain: “…nachos.” Maybe for you, it’s a…
Scroll through any diabetes community online, and you’ll find them. The Keto Warriors. The Low-Carb Crusaders. The staunch advocates who post screenshots of perfectly flat CGM lines, crediting their success to one simple mantra: cut the carbs. The low-carb lifestyle…
Let’s be honest. There are moments in life with Type 1 Diabetes that feel particularly unfair. Watching your friends casually order a round of sugary cocktails while you’re mentally calculating the carb count of a light beer is definitely one…
Scroll through social media for five minutes, and you’re bound to see it. A vibrant, smiling influencer holding a green smoothie with a caption that screams, “I reversed my Type 1 Diabetes with this one simple trick!” You see headlines…
Ah, the holiday dinner table. The office party. The friendly neighborhood barbecue. These are the natural habitats of the “well-meaning but wildly misinformed” commentator. If you have Type 1 Diabetes, you know exactly who I’m talking about. It’s the person…
Let’s be honest. For most people, “eating out” means relaxing, socializing, and enjoying a meal they didn’t have to cook. For us, living with Type 1 Diabetes, eating out can feel more like preparing for an undercover mission. Your mission,…
You’ve done everything right and you’re left wondering, can stress raise your blood sugar? You skipped breakfast, you haven’t had a single carb in hours, you took your basal insulin. You check your blood sugar, expecting a perfectly flat, beautiful…
Let’s be honest. Learning to dose insulin for Type 1 Diabetes feels less like a science and more like a chaotic, improvisational jazz performance. You think you’ve mastered the melody, and then someone adds a slice of pizza to the…
Ah, McDonald’s. The smell of those salty fries hits you from a block away. It’s the beacon of a thousand road trips, the solution to a “too tired to cook” Tuesday, the place where childhood memories were made over a…
