By Honey I took a break from my Omnipod for a while, but recently started wearing it again — this time more discreetly on my thigh, hip, or abdomen. It’s so comfortable now that I often forget it’s even there. Still, for weeks, I’ve been frustrated with my blood sugars, wondering why my Omnipod seemed out of sync. My total daily insulin dose was less than 16 units, yet more than 72% of that was basal. My boluses barely showed up to the party. Last week, when my endocrinologis

Today, my son and I rode in Lowvelo , a bike ride to raise awareness and money for cancer research. I don’t spend much of my time revisiting thoughts about my own cancer survival, but I do realize that I’m one of the lucky ones. And because of that, I try my very best not to take this life of mine for granted. Today’s ride didn’t make me think about what I don’t  have—it made me think about what I’ve let go of . My blood sugar behaved beautifully (small victories matter!). Be

My grandmother carried part of me. I carried part of my granddaughter. Life has always been carrying itself forward, and so will I.