Sunday, November 8, 2015

Cue The Trumpets!



This is a big week for me and my new book on managing diabetes. Your Life Isn't Over ~ It May Have Just Begun! will be officially launched Tuesday evening (accompanied by diabetic-friendly snacks, of course). I will be selling and signing copies of the book at that time and again at separate events on Friday night and Saturday during the day. To advertise all those events, I'll be featured on the local PBS radio station morning talk show all week, as well as appearing on public access television, too (see above). Marketing is a lot of work, folks. But it's so, so worth it, if it helps others save their own lives.

If you've bought a copy of the book and found it helpful, please consider reviewing it on Amazon.com, so others will know. Thanks. 

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Don't Ask/Don't Tell

Silly me. I thought when I wrote the last line of Your Life Isn't Over ~ It May Have Just Begun! and put it on Amazon.com that at least a few of the 21 million diagnosed diabetics in the United States would jump right out there and pick up a copy. Eight years ago, when I was diagnosed, I would have. The options I found helped, but did not give me the kind of tips and hints and inside information I so sorely needed at that juncture in language couched to lessen my anxiety instead of increase it. So the fact that my book is probably one of the best kept secrets in America right now would be frustrating if I hadn't gotten a pretty clear signal early on as to why.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Trips Are Trippy

By the time you read this post, I will be in another city, having spent five days at the annual conference of an academic organization I belong to. I'm looking forward to it. I'm sure I will learn a lot and make some new connections. I'll get to stay in a nice hotel and see some folks I really, really like. And I'll have some fun, which -- depending on how I do it -- is good for my mind and body.

But trips can be trippy (1960's speak for "complicated"). I'll never forget last year's conference. I had only been on insulin for four months, after having my diagnosis changed from Type 2 to Type 1.5 (the nickname my endocrinologist uses for Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults or LADA for short). I had a clue by that time, but I was still definitely working out the kinks.