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Greetings and salutations, internet denizens! I am... goin' through it, y'all. Whenever a complication of my diabetes becomes the focus of my life, it's like my emotions are wearing cement shoes and have been dropped into the Hudson River. 

That giant blister, for example. I may have an alternative method for getting cleaned up, but it's hardly a replacement for a good shower. And the timing could have been better. I need a haircut, but I can't cut my hair until I have the capacity to properly rinse away all of the stray clippings. When my hair gets long enough, the sides start growing upwards into what I call "horns." It's silly and annoying.

Alas, "silly and annoying" is what eventually gets me down. The blister site stings at random - probably a combination of diabetic neuropathy and the fact that I've lost a few layers of skin. I have to change the dressing daily. I have to go out and buy more wound care supplies because I have to change the dressing daily. These are not the normal interruptions one would expect in adulthood. I should be annoyed that I have to go to the supermarket because I'm running low on vegetable spread, not 4x4 gauze. And insurance doesn't cover basic first aid supplies, so it's an out-of-pocket expense that I really can't afford.

So I come here and write about my experiences. I share in the hopes of educating others so that they take proper care of their diabetes, or to help non-diabetics learn what their diabetic friends and family have to face. Their experiences will be different from mine, but the mechanisms beneath my complications are the same as theirs.

That said, SOMEONE is reading this blog. Sometimes the analytics crack double digits, and that's VERY exciting. I've asked for feedback a few times, and thus far the response has been nonexistent. Like every human on the planet, I need a little validation. Heck, it's not the validation, it's human interactions that I crave! Tell me I'm doing well. Tell me I could be doing better. Tell me I'm doing terribly. Correct information I may have gotten wrong. Share YOUR experiences with diabetes. Or... 

ASK QUESTIONS. The all caps, italicized letters are my way of saying that I'll answer just about any question put to me. I can be honest to a fault, which some people find unnerving, while others find it refreshing.

I've tried to promote this blog so it reaches more people who may need the information within. That personal experience with dollops of humor mixed in. Unfortunately, I don't actually know HOW to promote it. The best I could do was ask a few YouTubers to read the first few entries to try and hook a few more readers. 

But you know what YouTubers are absolutely TERRIBLE at? Replying to e-mails. I end every message with a request that they at least acknowledge the e-mail, even if it's with a "Thanks, but no thanks." 

Nothing. 

That's how I wound up with this post's title. They're always for likes, subscribers, and comments, and it seems to work for them. So maybe it'll work for me. And, you know... Maybe a couple of recommendations from my readers. 😁

Finally... While there are more risqué pictures of the beautiful young woman, you may finally see her "scantily clad." It's a bikini, but still.

Now it's just a matter of someone

convincing me to post a pic of her

in lingerie. 😉