"I Still Care For You"

While I was listening to my iPod on shuffle today, this forgotten song popped up. Reminds me again why I love Ray LaMontagne.

Korelitz Krew

Yesterday, we had our staff training session for Camp Korelitz. I loved seeing some of the diabetic and NDs (non-diabetic friends) I haven't seen in a year. And sitting around the round table with a few of them, checking our blood sugars for lunch, laughing at those who were low (me) or high.

I can hardly believe that this summer will be my fourth as a counselor at Korelitz. I'm getting paid this year for the first time, too! Not a lot--but I don't care.

It's one the best places ever. I'll be working here until I'm an old ass woman.

Benjamins

A few weeks ago, the IRS informed my family that we owed them $10,000. But, as it turns out, that was a mistake and they actually owed us $1,000. So my dad gave my sister and I each $100 of the $1,000 we received because he was so happy and relieved. Awesome.

The Good

I strongly believe that out of bad, there can come good. And I saw it this week...

Friday, my sister Sarah had coffee with my Nurse Practitioner, Shannon. Shannon has been my NP at Children's Hospital since I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes and, every three months for the past four years, I've seen either her or my endocrinologist (my favorite endocrinologist, Dr. R., however, was recently offered a job as Head of Endocrinology at another children's hospital so he'll be leaving me). My sister was meeting with Shannon this week to discuss Yale--Shannon graduated from Yale's Nurse Practitioner program and became the influence and encouragement for my sister to apply there, as well.

So, I became a diabetic >> I met Shannon >> Sarah met Shannon >> Shannon gave Sarah the courage to apply to Yale >> Sarah grew some balls, applied and was accepted. And come Fall, she's going to go through a great program that will help to make her an awesome NP one day.