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Y'all know I love bacon. I do. I am the first to shout "Gimme dat bacon!" 

But I would never ever sing this song. Why?

I hate Grape jelly.

Enjoy!

It’s Monday and I have a headache.

That is a formula for major suckage.

This weekend was fun filled with a great bon voyage dinner for Cherise and her family on Friday, lunch with family we have not seen in a long while on Saturday, a Movie and Disneyland on Saturday night, and church on Sunday.

But today, I am not feeling so hot. I woke up at 94 which was a nice but my head was pounding.

I have a follow up appointment with my neurologist on Friday regarding the weird surges I get in my head. Last week I had more blood drawn since the MRI came back all clear. I still have the weird feeling like I am going to pass out now and then so I hope we get to the bottom of this.

My search for an endo needs to happen. I started looking and got overwhelmed. I need to just do it and get in to see someone. I really do not want to step a foot back into my current endo’s office if I do not have to. What kills me is that I jumped through several hoops just to get to this “great” guy and yet I was not happy at all.

Oh man, is it me? Maybe I am just a bad patient. Ugh, I dunno. I have this vision in my head of this “endo” that I don’t even know exists. But I have to find someone.

This is probably one of the most disjointed posts I have written in a while and for that I apologize but like I said at the beginning.

It’s Monday and I have a headache. Forgive me.

I am both excited and sad about the dinner I am going to tonight.

My good friend and fellow rap artist Cherise (aka Suga) and her amazing family are moving today and we are getting together to have a farewell dinner.

I met Cherise face to face at a meet up with her and Jaimie who both did not know that I was bringing along my buddy Scott to surprise them. We hit it off immediately and once again the diabetes common denominator brought 2 amazing people in my life and their families.

As much as I am sad to see my friend and her family go I am thankful that I can call her "friend" and the feeling of family I have with her is a blessing too.

So tonight we eat together as common residents of the State of Cal-EE-For-Nya (as Arnie would say it) one last time and I am already looking forward to the first trip her and her family make out this way.

You will be missed my dear friend.

Sara is awesome.

I am starting this post with that statement because it’s true and if you don’t read her blog you should check it out. Okay. Now that I have that out of the way I can move on.

Sara is going with a group to Haiti to work at an orphanage for 10 days. This trip was planned before the earthquake and even though there have been times when she was not sure what she was going to do, she is going to make the trip tomorrow morning before the sun comes up.

She has said that she is taking her Flip and her camera so we should get a feel for her trip when she gets back. I cannot wait to hear all about it. I know this trip has been on her heart for a long time and I cannot believe the time to leave is already here!

I have the honor of updating the OC with any info I get from her and the group. She will not have internet access but updates from the group leader are being sent out.

I thought it would be a cool to just have a place for those updates. So if you are checking up on her and the group just click on the link above called Sara’s Trip or go to www.ninjabetic.com/sara.

(I love this picture!)

Sometimes, I am thankful I have diabetes. Not that I love it. I don’t. Hate is a better word to describe it but the fact remains that I am thankful for it, sometimes.

When I am feeling down and out and need some support I am thankful that diabetes has brought amazing people into my life that I love like I love my own family. I read their stories, there Tweets, their Facebook updates and I feel like I am with “my people” and never ever feel alone.

When I guess my blood sugar before I test and am almost right I am thankful for diabetes. It forces me to listen to my body and to try to pay attention to how I feel. Sometimes curve balls are thrown but the truth is, I can usually say, “Oh man, I think I’m high,” and sure enough there will be a number confirming that on my One Touch.

I am thankful for diabetes when someone I have never met sends me a letter or a gift in the mail. Not for the gift but for this honest friendship and love that exists online and in the virtual world. These friends I have never met in person but whom I care for deeply. A lot of these people I am closer to then people I come in contact with daily. That is something I cannot deny that diabetes has given me.

At times when I get an email from a reader who thanks me for motivating them or making them think about something. That is a time I am very thankful for diabetes. Helping others is something I always try to do and diabetes has allowed me to have a reason and a voice.

No I would not wish it on my friends and before I had it I would never have wanted it. Heck if you offered me a cure I would take it in a heartbeat but you would not be reading this if it weren’t for diabetes.

And with that, I am thankful I have it.

Sometimes.