Following through on my one and only new year's resolution, I am writing about each of the topics bold and underlined in my first post of 2009. 

The title of that post came from something my father has said to me only two times in my life.  "Just where the hell have you been, young lady??"  

The first time, I was hanging out in the woods with friends and smoking a cigarette.  A stupid move that would be repeated several times during my pre-teen and teen years.  And the smoking a cigarette part of the stupid move would be repeated again and again in my late teens and early twenties.  

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This story caught my eye.

A recycling company owner plead guilty in federal court in South Bend, Indiana, yesterday for selling defective test strips.

Bayer paid the recycling company $8,000 to dispose of the test strips, which were part of a 2007 recall. Dispose of the test strips he did; On the Internet. Well, he attempted to. I guess the eight grand wasn't enough. I'm not sure if any of the test strips were purchased before they were removed from the Internet, but think of the harm he could have caused. What a scumbag!

I don't know the avenue in which one takes to sell defective test strips on the Internet (shocking as that may be), but I might be a little leery if I came across Crazy Kenny's Recycling, Pool Cleaning and Test Strip Hut while on the Internet. Maybe I'm just naïve. Perhaps it's a much more sophisticated racket than that.

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Around 2am, I woke up with the same pain I had two weeks ago. All the normal symptoms of the urinary tract infection were there. A few hours later, the same thing happened. By 9am, I wasn't feeling any better.

I started to drink as much water as I could tolerate and took my usual round of vitamins. Since it's been a mere two weeks since I was at the doctor for the same symptoms, I'm 100% certain that it's another UTI (despite my blood sugars being in near perfect range recently).

I called the doctor to leave a message. All I wanted was a prescription. I was willing to give a urine specimen, but didn't want to wait for his next available appointment. I'm supposed to be heading out of town today, so waiting for his appointment would set me back almost 2 hours on my mini-vacation (mini because it's actually for a job interview).

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Blog post title courtesy of my dad, circa 1987.

It has been a busy couple of months for me.  So much happening.  

In diabetes news:

I did get my new Deltec Cozmo, without having to pay an arm and a leg in early December.  

I actually got the cool software that uploads and downloads information from pump to computer to work on my PC, therefore saving myself HOURS of set-up time.

I survived the holidays with an average bloodsugar on my meter of 133 mg/dl and no severe lows or astronomical highs.  I ate too much and didn't go to the gym, but still only gained 1/2 pound.  How did that happen?  

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Today was my Aunt Lisa's funeral.

It was a beautiful service that honored her and brought up lots of good memories. She will be missed but never forgotten.

One of the pluses that comes out of tragedy is the time you get to spend with your family. Sure, a funeral is never the event where you want to have a reunion. Weddings and birthday parties are much better but with my family, things are always good when we get together.

I spent most of the time visiting with my uncles, aunts and cousins. We talked about all the members of the family we have lost. Lots of tears and belly laughs could be heard throughout my uncles house.I was nice.

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I have never been a morning person. It's always been difficult for me to wake up in the mornings. In fact, I remember in elementary school my mom putting my alarm clock across the room so I'd have to actually get out of bed to turn it off; the theory being that if I was out of bed to turn off the alarm I'd be more likely to actually stay up. Can anyone guess how well that worked?
 

Remember my struggle to push myself to get out of bed at 5:30 to get my exercise and how I had a string of bad luck with alarm clocks? In that life, I lived just four blocks from work. So getting up at 5:30, exercising, showering, eating breakfast, getting the kids to daycare and getting to work around 8:45 a.m. or so was completely possible without rushing.
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