OK, seriously, how many of you out there ever really thought you could use the terms “diabetes education” and “fun” in the same sentence?

I hear you. Those wiseacres of you out there are saying something like, “Sure. Easy. ‘Diabetes education is anything but fun.’” You know that’s not what I meant. What I meant was how often has diabetes education, or any educational stuff about any health topic, ever really been fun?

You know how it is. Diabetes education almost always involves some dry pamphlet or a long, boring book with way too many facts and far too many ultra-big words. They’re usually far, far too long and most times – come on, admit it – you either fall asleep before you finish the first page or you put it down with the unkept promise to get back to it after the headache it gave you goes away. (more…)

Hal burst through the back door at the home of his buddy, Miguel, shouting, “Yo, bro, whaddya…” He stopped dead in his tracks before he finished his question when he saw what Miguel was doing: Miguel was sitting at the family computer in the back hall cubby wearing a headset with an attached boom mic. A big, bold “TELEHEALTH VISIT – IN SESSION” was flashing on his computer screen above the smiling face of Nurse Nightingale.

Miguel was at the computer; that was no surpise. Miguel was either on his computer or playing basketball. Seemed like that was all he ever did… well, except for taking frequent breaks to eat or grab a snack, usally an apple. The big surprise, the real sentence-stopper, was that Miguel was in the middle of sticking his finger, enough to get BLOOD!

Miguel waived Hal to silence as he placed the single drop of blood onto a little plastic strip that was sticking out of something that sort of looked like a small cell phone. Hal shut his gaping mouth as Miguel said, “Looks good, Nurse N. I’m 99 and doin’ fine.” Hal could see the number “99″ on the little screen (more…)