- there was a picture of the bumble bee girl from the blind melon video here.
- This was you?! Tell me more.
Bigfoot feel pretty bad this topic–notice burble rage toward non-D persons when try write. Apologize.
- Diabetes not so big deal. That not sarcasm. Bigfoot &co. remain supreme for luck/society/general awesome, incl. health
- No need mention experience with dead/blind/amputee relative &/or grandma wean self off insulin
- Member general population only achieve douchebag status when suggest fish oil treatment/similar. Diabetes parent already know everything normal person has say this topic. Same feeling when listen persons rave Trader Joe’s, as if sharing obscure news
Suggested topics to avoid & replacements
RE: TREATMENTS
NO: fish oil (for Type 1 diabetes)
YES: argan oil (for damage hair)
RE: GETTING TO KNOW YOU STORY
NO: My Blind Grandpa’s 3rd Toe Amputation Surgery
YES: What it was Like Growing Up as the Bumble Bee Girl from that Blind Melon video
RE: COMMISERATION
NO: I Am Like You Because I Have Hypoglycemia/Lactose Intolerance/Peanut Allergies
YES: tell about boob job gone awry/cheating spouse/raccoon infestation. Problem unrelated diabetes much better than attempt jump on diabetes bandwagon w/Bigfoot. Bigfoot shove you off wagon at busy intersection
psst, you missed a tag! Portlandia Food Allergy Pride Parade! if not now, when?!
also, blind melon bee girl is named heather deloach. i pulled this from my memory banks in .5 seconds. i was/am a major pearl jam fan and they wrote a song about her. that is my only excuse. (no, they don’t mention her name in the song, but that’s beside the point!)
ps, i plan to pepper my conversations this weekend with “as if sharing obscure news”, so thanks for that!
thank you. remedied!
that phrase is why i never mention the portlandia food allergy pride parade in person. when i hear people quoting “put. a. bird. on. it” i get all “don’t they realize they should just think that silently in their heads?”
Argan oil, you say. Off to google…
Once a coworker spent an entire lunch period attempting to convince me a strict regimen of enemas would cure my diabetes. We don’t speak anymore.
that takes the cake! the butt cake!