The Health Writers Activists Month Day 4: I write about my health because

Today’s prompt was in my mind a very simple prompt. Yet at the same time one that can either be limitless or limited. The prompt:

I write about my health because… Reflect on why you write about your health for 15-20 minutes without stopping. 
So Brian, why do you blog about your health and life as a person with type 1 diabetes?? 

“Well, Brian, that is a very loaded question. The easy answer is because I feel that there is a story that needs to be told. Not necessarily my story, as I don’t go into all of the nitty gritty details of my life. My complaints or such. Do I have complaints? Well, duh. But that isn’t what my goal is here. Sometimes, yes I want to rail against life, the unfairness of it all, and say life is bogus, and I don’t give a flying fructose about these things. Yet there is something else, if you find the #doc aka the Diabetes Online Community, you realize that you are not the only person out there. There are others who have hit the problems you have hit, maybe the same issues, maybe not, but heck it’s close enough. That is why I write. There are so many inspirations out there, Kerri, Kim, Sara, Jess, C, …. the list goes on and on. We all do different things in our writing, but we all do it not for our own self promotion or to win awards or get loads of money (well I don’t think so), but to help others to know ‘hey I’ve had the problem and you know what you can do this.’ Alright, I think I am done with the promotion of others, once I collect my royalty checks from them I can continue…

I am of course kidding. These people I mentioned all came into my life at various points, when I was lost. While I did not know some of them as bloggers but online buddies. They were that source of inspiration to continue on. To look past the unfairness of life and know there will be an answer at some point in my life. I HATE WAITING!!!!”

So Brian, what you are telling me is that you write because they made you write??

“Uhh… no. Why would you ask something as stupid as that? I write because of them, they inspired me. Kim is hysterical and her work is what really got me thinking about starting my blog. I mean, I may not be as awesome as Kim sometimes, I figured my own brand of humor would help me find a niche in the blogging world. From Kim, I found Kerri and Sara and C (well her I knew but than she blogged too) and Jess as well. I found these awesome people out there. It made me realize that back when I was in my denial phase, the entire no test and just give enough insulin and hope I don’t die phase things might have been different. The acceptance of my illness might have been a little easier on me, instead of the denial or stupid choices I was making. They gave me answers to things that I was to stupid to think about or ask. It made me realize, that well maybe I should be helping people out as well. If someone happens to be facing the problems I am or has the same questions I do/did, maybe I too can help them. I guess maybe they did make me write my blog, but they aren’t forcing my hand to do it, it’s a joy.”

Alright, Brian you seem to be quite convincing about why you are doing this. Any last words for our audience?

“Audience?? Really you have no audience, this is a fake interview in your head.”

Yeah, so what shut up and write….

“Fine, fine. The thing is for me the joy in writing is the journey it takes to get there. Sometimes, when I begin I have no clue as to where I am going to go with the Blog. Yet it takes me to an answer that I have been seeking. Sometimes, my blogs go weird. Plain and simple. Don’t believe me, scan the history and titles of the blogs, I am nuts and well I do most of my writing for my own chips and pringles anyway. So yeah. The self discovery is amazing. But also, just being able to hopefully offer something that helps somebody in need. That is what matters.”

Well Brian thank you for your time, I appreciate it. Now you can stop talking to yourself and maybe stop getting those weird looks from other people in the office.  


The Health Activits Writers Month Challenge: Day 3 Super Power Day

Today’s prompt: 
If you had a superpower what would it be? How would you use it? 

Holy loaded question Wego Health!!!! This prompt really tore me to pieces. I mean I always dreamed of the hypothetical super hero imagery. Being Superman would be awesome, but can I truly trust myself with those powers?? Ehhh… I mean being the Green Lantern, nor that is kinda cool as well. Mind reading, telekinesis, intelligence, telepathy, flight, control of fire/ice/nature. (Sorry you have tapped my inner comic book nerd.) All of those powers fought a battle in my head for the ultimate choice to come to head.

Ironically, it would be a toss up between telekinesis and healing. I mean to be able to move stuff with my mind, to realize I left my wallet on my desk and be able to get it back. Deflect bullets and maybe shield myself from injury and harm, oh and help do the same for others as well…. Duh.

But healing, to have that ability to help fix small wounds and big wounds alike. To reattach limbs, cure any disease…. the list goes on and on. Yes, maybe I should have become a doctor and done all of those amazing things. I can honestly tell you as smart as I claim to be at times, the memorizing of facts and stuff is not my strength.  But just that ability to help those in need would be great. 

My overly analytical mind starts to give me other scenarios, would I heal everyone or just those truly in need? What about the normal life cycle? Do I cure everyone? I don’t know. That is one of those double edged swords. However, to be able to do something for those in need would be awesome. So maybe instead of my imagined super powers I use what I have to help those in need. Myself as I am is really super hero enough at times, just as you, yourself are a super hero as well. Never forget that. Super powers would be awesome. Yet I think I might just choose to stay awesome as myself as best as I can.

The Health Activits Writers Month Challenge: Day 2 Quotation Inspiration

Today’s prompt/challenge:
Find a quote that inspires you (either positively or negatively) and free write about it for 15 minutes. 

This challenge  jumped out at me really fast. As in the water balloon has popped all over you before you even try to swat it away sorta fast. In my real life, non-blogger work, I deal with death and dying often. As a priest it happens and I am the one who gets to talk to people when Mom, Dad, Son, Daughter, or whoever it is has passed away. I stumbled upon this quote years ago, and well it just works for everything and anything we do.

“When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me.”
Thank you Ms. Erma Bombeck for this quote. 

This quote can inspire so much out of us whether we believe in God or not. I am not going to argue that. Instead, it is an inspiration to think about the end of our own lives and what he have done or not done. Will we have any regrets? Is there that one thing in life that we should have done that we never did? Skydiving, Scuba Diving, Donate Blood, Help at a food pantry? Maybe it’s traveled to other countries, gone to Disney World and Land. Maybe something as simple as eating brie cheese or trying to cook lamb shanks. It doesn’t matter.

The focus is those regrets that we may have and why? What is it that holds us back? Just fear of …. or embarrassment? Really who cares? What we do with our life is so important, the small and big things.

Yet, the what we do is also symbolic of how we do it? A resolution I try to uphold in my life is not being afraid of the unknown. That using what I have to the best of my ability is something that needs to be done. I have done some of the things I have feared. I have sung the entire Holy Thursday liturgy even though at times I feared my questionable pitch. It was a relief to have it over and done with and is now something I know I can do. I have traveled the US meeting people that I never would have, because of my own shyness. I have made amazing friends that way. 

I write my blog, while I question if people actually read it or get anything from it, my friends and supporters tell me otherwise. I have used my own quirks and I am pretty quirky, you will probably notice that as the days go on and I get more accustomed to this day to day writing stuff. Yet it is something I enjoy. And that is the thing for me at the end of the day. While I realize I have yet to peak or catch the eye of those who follow the normal #dbloggers, I am okay with that most days. Who I reach is more important than the how many at the end of the day.

This is what is so inspiring about this quote to me. I hope to have used all of my skills and talents to reach out to others. Either people who have diabetes or people in need. In the end I guess it really doesn’t matter. I can’t fear the unknown, because it is just that. I can only do my best, try my hardest, and maybe one day be able to say, yes Lord I have used all you have given. I will be happy with that. My legacy while it would be awesome if I left a great one behind me, truly does not matter. What does is that I have always tried my hardest and maybe made a difference in the lives of 1  or 2 other people.

The Health Activist’s Writers Month Challenge: DAY 1 Time Capsule

So apparently in a fit of wisdom, stupidity, weakness, I decided what the hell my blog has been stagnant on ideas for a little while, why not do this? I was emailed about it, so it must be good. And hell it is only 30 days of writing and posts. I mean in the past year for my blogs anniversary, I managed to come up with 100 some odd posts. This should be easy. Yes, 100 plus posts over 365 days. Now I need to come up with 30 posts in 30 days. Thank God they have given me prompts though or I would be screwed.

Today’s Prompt:
Pretend you’re making a time capsule of you & your health focus that won’t be opened until 2112. What’s in it? What would people think of it when they found it? 

So my focus is cheese… no wait that’s my obsession. My focus being Type 1 Diabetes. 

So what would I put in my time capsule? Hmm… That is easy. Really, really easy. 

The obvious:

 The insulin pump, the CGM, the glucose tabs, the meter, strips, and in this case non-blunt lancet. The normal swag that is my life of diabetes. Granted my pump and CGM would not be the ones that are keeping me alive. hopefully, they would be dummy models or manuals and pictures, since I kinda sorta need that stuff to live. 

The not so obvious:
unicorns, bacon, cupcakes.

The ridiculous:
cheese, picture of Kevin Bacon… I mean bacon.

Also, I would include “hope” for a cure and my own story up to this point. My hopes, my dreams for a cure. 

Yet at the same time I would include my own desires that a cure has come about. I am sure by this point in the future a cure has come about. Yet at the same time, if one has not…. Well that just would sadden me. I am not going to dwell on that eventuality though. That is not my style. I know that things have gotten better since than. Heck in the past 16 years of my living with D things have gotten so much better. Even now the eventuality of a cure has improved hugely not the time frame of 5 years I was originally told, promised, lied to about, but I am sure it has happened. 

That being the case the second part would make sense to me. What would people think? Well obviously the tech is dated. The disease is long dead. There would be confusion about this disease. What is/was it? How could it have been any worse than #### that we face now? Well honestly, it isn’t. For each of us now how can we relate to cancer, bulimia, heart attacks, gluten allergies? Anything else we are not familiar with? Well hopefully with sympathy/empathy. With a glimmer of understanding and non-judgment. 

As I write this today, I realize I do not know enough about any challenges out there that others face. Because, well I did not have to face them. Yet, for me that is fine. I know I do not know enough about what is out there, because I am just as ignorant as others are about me. So who knows what these future dwellers will actually be seeing or facing? Not me. 

What I hope to truly have people see in my time capsule is that while yes I have faced challenges, I have faced them as positively as I can and endured. Just as anyone else who has challenges in their lives will have done. That is my hope for my time capsule. Will I include other things? Heck yeah. But currently I can’t think of what each of these objects will be.