Injections shouldn’t be painful – Helen May
I believe the press are improving on the way they report about diabetes: there is more to distinguish between the different types and some focus on complications. However, there are still reports of miracle cures and sensationalisation of some of the problems. Today, I was reading an article about Type 1 diabetes and my heckles…
Off their trollies – by Louise Trott
When I first got told we had a team taking part in the Red Bull Soapbox Race for Diabetes UK my initial reaction was, ‘what on earth is that?’ So of course I immediately googled it to discover it is ‘an international event in which amateur drivers race homemade soapbox vehicles. Each hand-made machine is…
Life with diabetes – what could be improved, by William Maxwell
I had received good information from Jessica on how to find the venue – 67 Union Street Glasgow. Living on the outskirts of Glasgow it was only a forty-five minute bus ride to get to Union Street opposite Glasgow Central Train Station. The day was cool and grey – an unusual summer day for Glasgow…
Learning to live with an insulin pump – by Tom Startup
The rays of the morning sun, filtered through the blinds, caress my face. My eyes flicker open and I turn to look at the alarm clock: 8:27 am. “Ah, a lie-in” I think. For a few lovely moments, I close my eyes again and savour the bliss of a silent house. My five-year-old son George…
Diabetes developments (research) – Simon O’Neill
In a regular blog series, Simon O’Neill, Diabetes UK’s Director of Health Intelligence and Professional Liaison, rounds up the latest diabetes news. This week Simon updates on research. A Cure In Mice? Researchers at the UT Health Science Center at San Antonio have managed to reverse Type 1 diabetes in mice by making other cells…
The unexpected perks of working with others living with diabetes – by Amanda Hinkin-Page
I joined Diabetes UK last November along with my colleague Emma who, like me, is Type 1. I didn’t realise how refreshing (and reassuring) it would be to work with others also living with diabetes. There is an automatic sense of comradery when I hear the beep of Emma’s glucose meter over the felt desk…