Saturday Snapshots. (D-blog week day six)

This week is Diabetes Blog Week (or D-blog week), and each day, I’ll be following a prompt from the lovely Karen over at Bitter-sweet Diabetes. Today’s prompt is for a photograph, and I wanted to take the opportunity to poke fun at diabetes (because we must find ways to giggle and share funny parts of this disease). 

I have wonderful co-workers, and we share many laughs together. A while back, HudsonAlpha hosted its annual benefit, which required a fancy dress and shoes. As I was getting ready in my office, my co-worker Christen made a comment about my heels. I’m not a pampered lady, so pedicures aren’t part of my routine. I laughed and asked if she had a pumice stone I could use or knew where to buy one quickly. I run around in Tevas or Toms when I’m not working, so having pretty heels isn’t at the top of my priority list. (But at least my toenails were painted). Anyway, long story short, Christen (who pretends she’s Wilfred Brimley and calls me the girl with the dia-beet-us), made fun of me and we laughed about my inability at times to be a girl.

Friday, I walked into my office to find a sheet of coupons in the floor. Christen, the expert couponer, had slid them under my door. For a second, I thought it was for something useful like shampoo or laundry detergent. But then, I looked closer to find this:

I walked out of my office toward Christen’s, held up the coupons and said, “Seriously?” She nearly fell out of her chair laughing. We giggled for a few minutes at her ridiculous attempt at humor. Sometimes, we just have to laugh at things. Christen is great at keeping me grounded. I’m blessed to have her friendship, and I’m thankful we can poke fun at diabetes from time to time. It’s a great balance.

(And as a responsible blogger, I’ll note that an issue between feet and diabetes is not something to take lightly. I do not, however, believe in “treat this now or else” marketing ploys. I also don’t believe my cracked heels that need some love will lead to an amputation. At least I can save $5 while trying avoid an “increased risk of death”).