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Dear Ada, I am touched by your story and I am also touched by the way you refer to your your struggle with diabetes as " Aiming for Grace"

Take care and God bless

Felicity

I do the same thing -- I wait for my pump to insistently beep, maybe through a couple of alarm cycles, before changing the set. Hmm. I hadnt' really thought about "why," until I read this. I even have the alarm set to alert me almost at the last minute, with 5 units left. I guess I'm trying to put off as long as possible the inevitable. I *will* have to change it. And yet, I don't put off other tasks, like checking BG or bolusing. I have no answer, but you've got me thinking.

(And, overall, I enjoy your reflections on Aiming for Grace.)

Hi Birdie,

I tumbled down the stairs once. My right ankle broke the fall further. I too, a year later, hesitate before I descend. I get a slight lump in the throat reaction if I start to miss-step. Right after the fall I avoided those stairs. Then when I made the trek, I instantly hesitated, my heart rate shot up and before I knew it, I was sweating.

The body is an amazing machine, even if working only at 80% or less. Yesterday I had to change my site, put it off for too long. Knew it would hurt once I got a hold of that adhesive. Ouch afterwards, oh I hate that!!! Then the shower, made it worse but again, it subsides eventually. Onto the new site, breathe in, then ooooouuuuuuttttttt (all while clicking as fast as I can, my mind works quicker than my hand, every time!) and my breath has long released before the needle is even in. Every time. Makes me laugh but no matter what I do the same thing over and over again.

I SO agree, why if our body has a memory can it not "help" with our tedious Type 1 daily over and over tasks? We seem to have a memory sensor, we react, sort of, but is it all in our head?

Oh I have thought about this many times. Our bodies do remember. But I like the thought you bring up, does it know the difference? Trauma, accident, illness? Heck, chronic illness? Everyday annoying sticks, pokes, prods? Hmmmmm....

Love your blog!

Dear Ada,

I whole heartedly believe that we store memories in our bodies. I am a massage therapist and time and time again I witness how my clients hold emotions and memories in their bodies--usually in places where they are also experiencing pain and tension. Our bodies work to protect us from further pain (whether physical or emotional) by guarding and holding tight. And its amazing how a flood of memories can emerge when we receive touch, whether painful or pleasurable.

Thanks for such a thought-provoking post!

best,
Courtney

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