This November 15, join us in our celebration of National Healthy Lunch Day as part of American Diabetes Month®. Commit to eating a healthy meal on this day—and every day—and encourage others in your life to do the same.
In addition, we know how important it is for people with diabetes to eat a healthy meal to maintain their blood glucose levels. As part of American Diabetes Month, we are sharing stories of real people with diabetes through our campaign theme, This Is Diabetes™. For National Healthy Lunch Day, we are encouraging those of you in the diabetes community to take a photo of what a healthy lunch means to you.
Participating is easy. We encourage you all to snap a photo of your healthy lunch and share on social media using the official hashtags #HealthyLunchDay and #ThisIsDiabetes. We’ve also provided free resources—including recipes, tip sheets and infographics to share with family and friends.
Join us for a healthy lunch on November 15!
Attend to learn more about innovative and targeted approaches to diabetes care and education.
November 18, 2016
7 a.m. – 4:45 p.m.
Fellowship Dallas | 9330 North Central Expressway, Dallas
At this conference, you will have the opportunities to:
• Obtain CME and CEs (RN, RD, Pharm and SW)
• Receive the latest information in diabetes management
• Speak with diabetes experts and thought leaders
• Network with your peers
The conference is designed for:
Physicians, pharmacists, nurses, dietitians, social workers and diabetes educators.
website link also: www.parklandhospital.com/DiabetesConference
Click the document below to view the agenda for the conference.
Many people head to the State Fair of Texas every year with an appetite the size of Big Tex, but even though the fair has plenty of fried foods to satiate a Texas-sized appetite, they may not be the healthiest. Believe it or not, in and around deep fried paradise lie some hidden healthy gems.
- Go to GiftedEnergy.com & enter your zip code
- BROWSE and select the energy rate that best fits your household. You can RENEW with your same electricity provider or select a new one.
- Pick the AMERICAN DIABETES ASSOCIATION as your preferred charity. A percentage of the proceeds from GiftedEnergy.com are donated to the American Diabetes Association at no extra cost.
“Fight back—don’t give up. Don’t accept your fate.” These are the words of my father, Robert Frazier, who was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes in 2004. Since his initial diagnosis, he has become a healthier and happier father, brother, and husband, but his journey wasn’t without strife.
I began with interviewing my father to better understand his experiences and condition, but the more I listened, the more aware I became. My father’s story, though his own, was just like that of so many people living with diabetes—it is an aggressive disease that snuck up on an otherwise healthy person. Nobody ever thinks it could happen to them, until it does, and they’re left with the realization they’re mortal.
“I was terrified. I’d seen first-hand what diabetes could do. I had a girlfriend in college whose mother slowly lost pieces of herself due to the disease. First a foot, then a leg. Then another leg and finally her life.”
At the time I was too young to see the terror that had been struck in the heart of my father. Diabetes didn’t seem to be that big of a problem—after all, it seemed like a perfectly manageable disease. Yet here my father was, about to undertake the fight for his life. Now that I’m an adult, I too, have seen first hand what the disease can do; which is why the older I get, the more pride I have for my father and his courage. So few of us can admit we’re afraid, much less in the face of our own mortality, but even fewer of us face that fear head on—and fight it.
The first months of his journey were fraught with frustration and adjustment. There was a new focus on medication, diet and exercise in order to manage the diagnosis my father humorously called “his second job”. First there were medications to help manage his blood sugar, then what would become his best friend and worst enemy: the glucose meter.
“I was terrified of the lancet of the glucometer. I thought it would be like getting a shot in my finger. I had your mother take my hand to stick my finger with the lancet device. It didn’t hurt that badly at all, and I thought I was being too wimpy. It was no time before I could manage for myself.”
Yet results started to occur—my mother commented how his mood had improved, and how he seemed less tired. He was starting to feel better, to feel a little like his old self, but new and improved. The more improvement there was, the more time he was able to put between glucose readings. It’s during this leg of the journey my father rediscovered a passion once lost: cycling.
Cycling had been a passion for my father when he was a young man in the army. As I interviewed him he waxed on nostalgically about how much he enjoyed it, but that over the years he just didn’t have time for it anymore. Funny that an aggressive disease rekindled that passion with the single thought that, “If I can’t beat diabetes, I’ll out run it.”
Through cycling he was able to find others like him—people trying to live healthier lives, and raise money and awareness for diabetes research. The first race he attended was in 2012, called the Mesquite Rotary Bike Ride, and later that same year, the Tour de Cure. I remember being a young twenty something on break from college, and watching my father huff and puff over the finish line. His entire family was there, cheering him on, egging him to lap his diagnosis on that track, again and again.
Since his first ride, he’s gone on to participate in six cycling events a year across the country for both his health and to raise awareness. It’s been twelve years since my father was sat down and told he had an aggressive disease, and twelve years of championing over it.
The initial fear my father had has been replaced by hope. In his lifetime alone, diabetes has become a disease that can be fought, managed, and even lived with—perhaps even cured one day. We never know what the future will hold, and the progress that’s been made in my father’s life time alone is reason for hope. It’s for that reason alone that my father advocates fighting back and advises to hold on—life isn’t over until we say it’s over.
by: Astrid Frazier, ADA North Texas Intern