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A Victorious Moment-Paying It Forward To Your Favourite Bloggers!

One thing I have learnt about type 1 diabetes is that just when you think your life is akin to an overgrown bunch of noxious weeds, if you look hard enough, smack bang amidst the jungle you can find the most incredible bunch of exotic blooms.

Today, I found a gorgeous flower that made me smile. In fact, I’m STILL smiling.

My friend Kez sent me an email, and told me that I had a surprise awaiting on his website. After a really horrid day, I was intrigued to investigate.

After scanning through his latest post, I soon found myself grinning, as I had become the proud recipient of the Superior Scribbler Award!

I Won This Award!

I Won This Award!


The award was originally created by Melissa over at The Scholastic Scribe. She initially awarded the prize to her five favourite bloggers, who then awarded their five faves, and so on.

My tres amazing hombre, Kez-author of Interpret This! has given me the ultimate privilege of sharing with the blogosphere that Why Did The Insulin Die is one of his favourite blogs! 

Kez writes an eye popping and lusciously addictive blog about everything between his passion for a fine automobile to his quirky, everyday life in Melbourne. Somewhere amongst all of that, you will discover that Kez also has Type 1 Diabetes. I often forget this, however, because he has the ability to just get on with the show. He showers the world with his sunny disposition, and he has a heart as huge as a drag queen’s headpiece. It hasn’t taken long at all for Kez to become someone that I dearly cherish as a friend. He is always looking out for Lance, and he has this amazing ability to make me feel so special. So, Kez, on behalf of the staff of (I actually DO have a wonderful team on board, I have my IT guru, my understudy, in case I’m stuck in a crisis or an emergency;he knows Lance and me well enough to take over, and of course, the star of the entire production, Lance,) THANK YOU SO MUCH, Kez, for selecting our little blog as one of your top 5, out of so many worthy and wonderful reads!

So, before I reveal my Top 5 bloggers, I am required to publish the rules of participating in heaping ice buckets full of praise and adoration upon the worthy winners.


Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.

  • Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.
  • Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to this post, which explains The Award.
  • Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit this postand add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List. That way, we’ll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!
  • Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.

Okay, now that the official part of the post is over, we now get down to the nitty gritty, as i announce the winners, carefully chosen by me, with some very important input from Lance.

In no particular order…

The first winner is Janek, author of The Engineer Also Muses. The name says it all..Janek is an Engineer, working tirelessly (in between msn conversations) to become Dr Janek, by obtaining his PhD. He muses about everything from humourous number plates to posting how many SMS messages he has exchanged with his beloved since they began dating approximately 4 months ago. On a more serious note, Janek is struggling to comprehend with a mysterious burden that affects his home, work and social life. He has an unexplained form of chronic pain, and despite being zapped, prodded and scanned, his medical team are unable to give him an actual reason for why his pain exists, and have therefore lumped his case with the title of nothing short of having a severe case of “Chronic Pain.” Janek manages to keep his head held high and hopes for the best-his wisdom and maturity is so advanced despite his almost 23 years. He is also a passionate advocate for many causes, and when he gets on his soapbox-be warned. Janek is only relatively new to the blogosphere, but has embraced entertaining his readers with gusto. Bravo, Janek.

Kerri‘s award winning blog, Six Until Me, chronicles her last 22 years that she has shared with Type 1 Diabetes. Determined to live life to the fullest, as well as being an amazing advocate for all people with The Big D, her posts leave you with food for thought, empower you to maintain superior health and a positive outlook despite having a pancreas void of insulin, and her ability to share her own terrifying experiences with hypoglycaemia and hyperglycaemia are absolutely heartwrenching. Kerri’s was the very first blog that I came across almost three years ago, I was so intrigued and excited to find an online account of survival that was written by a twenty-something, successful women from Rhode Island who knows her diabetes back to front and inside out. An absolute must read for anyone new to the Diabetes Online Community. I can guarantee that you will find yourself wanting your daily hit of Six Until Me. Oh! By the way, Kerri has managed to make her gorgeous cat an international star! 

Dan, author of My Life In The Slow Lane tells of a young man who has overcome some very dark phases through adolescence with chronic illnesses and depression. He has found the inner strength to live alone in Sydney and attend University, while enjoying an entertaining social life and seducing the reader with his incredible talents as a wordsmith. A inspiring story of how chronic illness could not hold this man back; he managed to emancipate himself from its clutches. Dan can fully identify with how living with Fibromyalgia, ME and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome are so misunderstood, very much like Type 1 Diabetes, often accompanied with the dreaded exclamation, “But you look so well!” A laugh-out-loud account of day-to-day life as a student, a patient, peppered with the excitement and challenges of a flourishing relationship. An inspiring and passionate read, with a twist of ascerbic wit and the odd, unapologetic outburst.

Bitten And Bound The Not So Pretty Side Of Hollywood speaks for itself. An all-girl lineup contribute to this blog (Missy, Meg and Andrea), giving delightfully humourous accounts of C Grade celebrities getting up to mischief.  I  recently enjoyed the Sarah Palin/Tina Fey SNL fiasco that the girls were able to present for our viewing pleasure. Bitten and Bound is your number one stop to find out about scandalous behaviour of the rich and famous, (yes, you, David Duchovny of the XXX Files.) An up-to-the-minute blog about Hollywood behaving badly, with fantastic pics to boot.

And the final spot belongs to..Shannon. This woman is possibly the U.S version of me. Her blog, Mom Wants A Cure tells of Shannon’s eldest child, Brendon, and his diagnosis of type 1 diabetes followed by his survival and the family’s acceptance of The Beast. Unlike me, Shannon has to devote herself to her husband, her two other chlldren and helping Brendon look after his Diabetes, as well as finding the odd ten minutes for herself. Both Lance and Bren were diagnosed at roughly the same time, and are pretty much the same age. Shannon’s blog is a hoot, she is unashamedly honest, (she enjoys colouring her posts with the odd expletive.) I often laugh out loud when I come across expletives used as adjectives or even the only word in a sentence. Dealing with hypos and high blood sugars year after year are bound to bring out some type of frustrated exclamation!) This woman also has the hugest heart and shows so much compassion to those in need of an ear. I relate to Shannon in so many ways, because we both are Mum’s/Mom’s who want nothing more than a cure. “Pure and Simple.” 

 Congratulations to these well-deserving recipients! It was definitely a difficult selection process. Each of these blogs provide me with comfort and much laughter.

Once again, big love and hugs to you, Kez. It was actually very difficult to keep you off my favourite five list!To all of the bloggers who have no reason to include a diabetes info and support blog on their blogroll, but have added us anyway…THANK YOU, TOO!! You are providing an invaluable service, by helping to educate your readers about type 1 diabetes. Better advertising than money can buy, I say! 🙂



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My First Year As An Official D Blogger.

Today I took a moment to inspect my blog. It occurred to me last night that I have been doing this blogging caper for one month shy off a year!

I saw photos of Lance that actually made me gasp, as he has grown SO MUCH! His appetite has to be seen to be believed- is it any wonder I have transformed into Suzie Homemaker, preparing batches of cookies, muffins and other diabetes-friendly taste sensations. He’s morphed from a little boy into my best pal. We chit-chat and laugh all day long, and never tire of each other’s company. I’m so blessed to have him. 😀

My Best Mate-All Grown Up.

My Best Mate-All Grown Up.

I recalled historical events like World Diabetes Day, and the ousting of our former stale and tiresome Prime Minister.

The First Recognised World Diabetes Day.

The First Recognised World Diabetes Day.

Little Johnny Howard. Bloody GST!

Little Johnny Howard. Bloody GST!

I read comments from all of the wonderful, supportive and unfailingly kind D Bloggers, when Lance was diagnosed with his first complications.

I also marvelled at the many new and special friendships I have made.  I am so proud of the people that I call “friend” in my Blogroll, each of them are entirely different, and it’s that diversity that I dearly cherish .

Over the past year, I have reinforced my friendship with my good friend, Shannon, who is a fantastic confidante, and so unbelievably kind. Even though we have an ocean between us, we walk in very similar shoes. (Of course, I am Lance’s Mum, and Shannon is Brendon’s Mom, Brendon being Lance’s penfriend and link to what’s happening in the States.) Dan, my younger brother, has taken some collosal steps over the past year, and as a result is sitting in a very cosy nook, where the sun is always at its brightest. I am so proud of who you have become, sweetheart. Then there is Kerri, the first D Blogger I ever made contact with. She too, has had a fantastic 12 months, and a result, made a stunning bride in May.

I have also made some fascinating friendships along the way.  Janek-possibly the most charismatic man I have ever known. I swear, he is the equivilent of Human Valium-his ability to transform me from inconsolable and exhausted, to tranquil and calm is a true gift. He feels more like family these days. Dae is a really funky chick who Lance has taken an extreme liking to-her posts are very inspiring and fresh, despite lugging Type 2 Diabetes alongside her. Oh my, then there is Kezza. This gorgeous creature has left me wheezing from attacks of manic laughter. He also talks my talk, and without fail, has something interesting or inspirational to say. If Lance could grow up and manage to squeeze his Diabetes into his back pocket the way Kezza can, I would be a very content mother. Other “Mom’s” like Rhonda and Penny are inspirational women, and it’s been comforting to learn about their daily struggles and successes as parents of beautiful kids with Type 1 Diabetes.

To every person who reads my posts, and has sent love, prayers, best wishes and hope for Lance, thank you, thank you, thank you. A sentence with a kind sentiment included can make such a difference on a trying day. It also means a lot to Lance that people from all over the world have him in their thoughts.

This post is dedicated to each of you. You continue to provide me with glimmers of hope, and some raucous cackles thrown in for good meaure. The worst day can be turned around by some gentle, patient words of encouragement.

On the same note, please know that I am always really eager to know how your lives are progressing, and that catching up on your posts is always a special time of my day.

Ah, you are just a bunch of shiny, happy people.

Special. Divine. Wonderful.

Special. Divine. Wonderful.




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A MeMe From Shannon!

I have been in contact with Shannon for over a year now. We clicked very quickly, and if I didn’t know better, I would have mistaken her for an Aussie. She introduced Lance and me to Maple Syrup..drool. Lance and Shannon’s son, Brendon were penpals for quite a while, but just like all good penpals, they stopped writing…however..we are going to amend that as soon as possible! Watch Mum’s inbox Brendon!!! 🙂

So my friend Shannon decided to tag me for a meme! I was quite honoured actually, being in Australia, I feel a bit out of the loop at times regarding Diabetes. I sometimes read posts and have NO idea about what they mean..our cultures are like chalk and cheese. So, I purposefully tried to give Shannon and her readers a splash of Australiarama. I hope you all still will come visit my blog after I post this…at least I was honest!

Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end, choose 6 people to be tagged, list their names & why you tagged them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment saying “You’re it!” & to go read your blog. You cannot tag the person that tagged you, so since you’re not allowed to tag me back; let me know when you are done so I can go read YOUR weird, random, facts, habits and goals.

1. When I was about 10, all I wanted in the whole world was an Alf doll. You know, the 80’s lovable alien that was in fact a “little person”inside a furry orange suit, who got up to all sorts of shennanigans with an All American family? Well I got that Alf Doll, and I loved it to death. 10 years later, my Mum pulled Alf out of the cupboard of shame-a chest of all of my childhood diaries, attempts at sewing, abyssmal attempts at home made Mother’s Day cards…you know the deal. I took it home and I showed it to my cat. Poor puss jumped four feet in the air, hissed and landed on the a rack of 100 CDs and was buried alive under my vintage Madonna CD collection. He hid for two days under my bed. Puss was psychologically scarred. Alf was banished to the cupboard. I later sold him on E Bay. Got 100 bucks. More than what my Mum paid for it. I took her to lunch with the profit I made from the successful new owner of Alf.

2. I have an obsession with tweezers. I carry them wherever I go. If someone has a stray eyebrow or an offending chin hair, I’ll pluck it. Same with pimples. The riper, the better. I have no issues whatsoever with busting open other peoples’ zits. I prefer my own though.

3. When I was 21, I won a karaoke contest with 3 gay boys. We sang “I Will Survive” in honour of our idol, Priscilla, she being of the desert. For Americans who have never seen Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, I thoroughly recommend. Guy Pearce, Hugo Weaving, Terence Stamp, all queening it up. It’s hilarious, darling!

4. As a poor and destitute Uni Student, I was living on 19 cent packs of generic brand noodles. ( Can I have some noodles with my MSG please?) Anyway, I was chatting to a friend one day, and he said to me, “You know, you have SUCH a sexy voice, you should do phone sex!” As a joke, grabbed the phone book and went through all of the phone sex agencies, and I offered my services to all of them. Afterwards, we sat back and cackled loudly at our childish prank……. About 5 months later, 6.30am in the morning, I was woken by a very insistent caller. I finally answered, and a hurried female voice replied, “Kate? You put your name down for work? You’re hired. Call this number in 5 minutes and then call me back on this number when he’s “through.” After the call, I was mortified at what had just occurred! However, the cash was the big lure. I could make hundreds of dollars a week, all by introducing Mai Ling, for fans of the Orient, Cinnamon, for the more suave, sophisticated gent, Brandy, the bucking bronco cheerleader from Montana and Katerina, a Russian immigrant lost and looking for love. I actually did an assignment for psychology about whether or not indulging in fantasy calls was considered socially unacceptable or regarding the married gents, if listening to a “voice” was crossing the line into infidelity, It got really sad when I discovered I was speaking to the same clients and they had no idea that “Brandy” and Mai Ling” were the same person. I felt guilty and my conscience gnawed away at me. I resigned, and breathed a sigh of relief. The “girls” were put to rest. Nevertheless, I made a quick 2 grand in a few months, just for saying “ooh” and “ahh” and “big boy” repeatedly, and watching movies with subtitles in my PJS whilst doing it!!!! (Sorry guys, I wasn’t in my leather thong like you wanted me to be….)

5. I am DYING to see Hugh Jackman with his whip on a horse in Baz Luhrmann’s upcoming epic, “Australia.” Even though Hugh doesn’t know it, we have been making eyes at each other for years.,..Sigh…

6. I am the only person with red hair in my immediate family. Then my brothers and sister had kids, and each got a “bloodnut.” I KNOW they secretly hate me for it. Being an Australian and a redhead is NOT fun. The nicknames are endless…the jokes and jibes are just torturous. Occasionally the odd lout will drive by in his ute and yell out “Carrot top!” to which I yell back “My hair’s not GREEN!” Lance is a very watered down version of a redhead…what we like to call “strawberry blonde.”

7. I just adore Australian slang. I was listening to two “sparkies” (electricians) who were doing some work at my house recently, their conversation was pure gold.

“Geez mate, this weather would kill a black dog wouldn’t it? Im dyin,ere! Cant wait to crack open a coldie when i get ‘ome. the footie, bitta the news or somethin, and then probly hit the sack. I’m buggered. Ahhh no!!!!…the missus’ oldies are comin’ over for tea..ahhh geez…can’t get out of it or I’ll ave Cheryl on me back for the next bloody week…so i’ll just ‘ave to sit there and eat me grub and make an appearance, just for the missus’ sake, ya know? Bloody inlaws, always wantin’ to know too much about everythin.’ Anyway mayte, thanks for the chinwag, I’d better be off before Cheryl has me by the short’n’curlies! Hoo roo..yeah,..see ya mate.” If you need an interpretation..I’d be happy to translate. 🙂

8. I have a real, legitimate phobia. Billy Bob Thornton has a fear of antiques. Mine…CLOWNS. ARRRG. Just the thought of them sends shivers down my spine. When I think of a clown, I always envisage the one out of Steven King’s “It.” Sheer evil piece of work. You wouldn’t catch me near a circus for a million bucks. Shudder.

9. If I was a chick out of Sex in the City, I’d say I’d be Samantha with a hint of Carrie.. Spice Girls? Ginger Spice with a hint of Scary.

10. One day, when I am no longer housebound and shackled to Lance’s Diabetes, I am going to be just like Oprah and hire my own private chef, exclusively for Lance. That would be the biggest luxury in the world for me. I am SO not a hands in washing up water, tea towel drying girl… Lance’s idea of luxury is a visit to Legoland. It’ll happen one of these days. It has to.

I tag Dan, Lizzie, Janek, Kezza, Penny and James.

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