Hello everybody, I've seen a few of these types of lists floating around the internet, so I thought I'd do my own. This is for only diabetics to understand, specifically type 1 diabetics. If you are not one, maybe this will help you understand our frustrations better. 1. When your blood sugar is feeling low.
2. When your blood sugar is high.
3. When someone tells you what you can or can't eat.
4.When putting in your site hurts.
5. When someone doesn't know the difference between type 1 and type 2 diabetes.
6. When you need sugar bad.
7. When others stare at you while changing insulin in public.
8. When you are happy your blood sugar is in range.
10. The lazy days where you don't feel like being diabetic.
11. When people say diabetes isn't that severe of a disease.
12. The day you are diagnosed with juvenile diabetes.
13. When you forget to set your bolus.
14. When it's time to see the doctor and you know you will get yelled at for not checking your blood enough.
15. When your blood is high and you are dying of thirst.
16. When you don't feel well but want to act normal.
17. When people tell you repeatedly to check your blood and you don't feel like it.
18. When someone acts to be an expert on diabetes when they are not.
19. Every morning you wake up after having diabetes for a long time.
20. When people say Diabeetus instead of Diabetes.
For the most part, I don't like this blog to deal with serious issues. I write blogs mostly for fun and to make people laugh, but sometimes things just get to me. ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's disease is one of the most awful diseases on this planet. It crippled baseball's first iron man (who played in the most consecutive MLB games ever until Cal Ripken Jr. broke his record) until it ultimately lead to his death.
Lou Gehrig's famous farewell speech.
The disease is cruel it deteriorates those who were once healthy-seeming beings and turns them into nothing more than mush. It is hard to see some go through it. Those who have the disease eventually become totally paralyzed due to the lack of muscle nourishment. You can read more about the disease at the ALS website, http://www.alsa.org/about-als/what-is-als.html.
I knew about Lou Gehrig's disease before, but it didn't hit me hard until former Saints player, Steve Gleason announced he had the disease in 2011. This guy, like Gehrig was a hero. Sure he wasn't one of the greatest Yankees of all time, but he blocked the famous punt in the game that reopened the Super Dome after Hurricane Katrina hit. I learned about the disease through various NFL feature stories on his life and I saw the effect it had on one's body. You can learn more about Gleason at his website, http://www.teamgleason.org/.
Steve Gleason before ALS Steve Gleason with ALS
I bring this up because, like many critical diseases, no cure has been found as of yet. That doesn't stop many doctors and scientists from trying to find a cure everyday. As many of my readers know, I have Type 1 Diabetes or Juvenile diabetes. I am too looking for a cure. My pancreas doesn't work. Imagine this: A vital part of your body just not working. That's what happened to me in 1997 at the age of 11. My doctor told me in my lifetime there would be a cure. What do cures take? brains, time, thinking outside the box, effort, and most importantly, support (money). My disease luckily has the JDRF which raises a lot of money towards curing diabetes and they have a major fundraiser called The Walk to Cure Diabetes which my family walked in this year. I'm happy to say with the help of my friends and family, my team The Walking Diabetics raised over $3,000.
(Above) The Walking Diabetics
ALS also has several good organizations to raise money for a cure to an awful disease. The #IceBucketChallenge was started on social media to raise awareness and money for ALS. And it did its job, former presidents, celebrities, and athletes including the great Michael Jordan participated.
How it works is you dump a bucket of ice over your head, if challenged, within 24 hours or you donate to an ALS charity of your choice. No one SHOULD have a problem with that right? Check out this fact below from Mike & Mike's facebook:
"The Archdiocese of Cincinnati has asked the principals at its Catholic schools not to encourage students to raise money for the ALS Association as the ice-bucket challenge becomes an internet sensation.
The challenge itself is fine, said Dan Andriacco, spokesman for the Archdiocese.
The Archdiocese just doesn't want fundraising to be sent to the association, which funds at least one study using embryonic stem cells, Andriacco said.
"(Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis) is a terrible disease," Andriacco said, a day after an email was sent to principals from Superintendent Jim Rigg.
This news inspired me to put this up as my status on facebook:
I know stem cell research (If you don't know what stem cells are read more about them here: http://www.mayoclinic.org/tests-procedures/stem-cell-transplant/in-depth/stem-cells/art-20048117) has been linked in there with stances on abortion and things like that when it comes to politics and the Catholic Church is also doing so, but does any of that really matter when it comes down to it? This is about saving lives. This is about improving my damn life expectancy and how I feel on a daily basis. I was 11 years old the last time I felt physically and mentally 100%. The people in Washington D.C. and the people running the church don't know how I feel. They don't know how Steve Gleason feels. Their lives aren't slowly deteriorating. Juvenile diabetes is a struggle every day of my life. It gives me no breaks. There have been several breakthroughs where they get closer each day to finding a cure, and I'm sure raising all of this money for ALS will help them in their fight too, but this issue is a no brainer for me, use stem cell research to help cure diseases like diabetes and ALS. Until someone lives with a disease like these, one can not begin to imagine what we go through. I can't imagine how someone with ALS feels, just like most of you cant begin to imagine how I feel. I want these opponents of research can look in their hearts and see what it feels like to have hope for a disease. I am ashamed to say I am Catholic today. Jesus would not call this a sin. He would call it a miracle.
The day that they come out with a cure to diabetes, I will cry my eyes out. I will not think of whether or not it was derived from stem cell research. I will just thank the person who came up with it, and be forever grateful to have a working pancreas again. If I died from my disease tomorrow, the truth is I wouldn't be here to support my religion, so how can they be against it? How can anyone? If you are against it, you don't understand this world. Do you see how ALS took one of the best baseball players ever and turned him into someone who couldn't tie a shoe? Do you see how diabetes has messed up my nervous system to where my hands and feet tingle constantly and are very sensitive to hot and cold? How can a religion watch its own followers suffer all because they don't support modern science? I am of the belief that no one can be against such an issue if they have something so horrible that can be cured only with the help of stem cells. I don't care how religious you are, when it comes down to it, you are going to want to survive as long as possible. To make that possible, ideals can't be coming from 2,000 years ago or even in the dark ages. You have to change and be willing to change.
To anyone who is against stem cell research, I will quote someone Catholics will just love, Charles Darwin, who said: “It is not the strongest or the most intelligent who will survive but those who can best manage change.”
I will be taking the challenge tonight for ALS as I was challenged by my father, and I will flip off the Archdiocese of Cincinnati and I will be proud to do it.
Dave Brooks Sr. takes the #IceBucketChallenge and challenges me. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Update below: My Challenge
Juvenile Diabetes is not only the biggest challenge in my life; it is a way of life. As many of my readers know, I was diagnosed in 1997. You can read about my struggles with those early days in a blog I wrote in January of 2013, My First Week with Diabetes. I also have written about my most recent struggles with peripheral neuropathy and that can be seen at this link written in November of 2013: I Have Peripheral Neuropathy. I have written in this blog about my diabtetes, but in all honestly those of you who truly know me, understand that I don't like to talk about it. I don't make it a big deal. It may be a way of life but it is not MY LIFE. I don't want pity. In fact I'd rather be treated like everyone else. I try not to let it slow me down. I try to hide my disease from the public so I don't get sympathy. I don't want it. I just want to live normal. That has been my wish since than infamous day in February of 1997.
When the insulin pump was introduced to me as a senior in high school, it gave me flexibility. It gave me the ability to not have to eat on a set schedule and a limited number of carbohydrates (which probably made me fatter but oh well). I have a set amount of insulin streaming into me from a pager- looking device and when I have a meal I can program it in and the pump will give me a set amount of insulin to cover the carbs I am taking in. Without the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF), this device could not have been possible. They help raise money for Juvenile Diabetes research and are helping to find a cure, and in the mean time help us diabetics live a more normal life than we normally could. The pump has flaws, however. I've had three models and they improve each time but there are times when I forget to program things in and it causes me to get high blood sugar levels which eventually causes long term effects of my body such as the peripheral neuropathy that I have been dealing with lately. The nerve pain is strong and it hurts. It is not life threatening but I will live with it every day until I die, even if a cure for diabetes is found.
Picture of me with my 3rd generation insulin pump in Dec. 2013
My doctor at Children's Hospital once guaranteed me back when I was first diagnosed that a cure for diabetes would happen in my lifetime. With the help of the JFRF, this can really happen. Research is getting close. I feel it coming. I am not only writing this for me. I am writing this for my friends, Jonathan Stefanopoulos, Brandon Berne, and Devin Daley. They all have type one diabetes and they need a cure just as much as I do. I do it for Jay Cutler and Adam Morrison, both athletes with type 1 diabetes (even though I don't like them). I do it for Ray Allen's son and that Jonas Brother. I do it for the millions of others with diabetes.
Ray Allen of the Miami Heat with son who has juvenile diabetes
Without having diabetes, it is hard to explain the impact it makes on your everyday life. It's as bad of a disease as cancer it just slowly eats at you every single day. You have to control and when your sick you can throw the rule book out of the window. Life is hard with diabetes. I'm not going to lie. All I have wished for is a cure. How would I survive on a deserted island? The answer is I wouldn't be able to. I could never be on Survivor. If there was a zombie apocalypse, no one would want me on their crew because I would have to slow them down raiding all the pharmacies for insulin and needles which I'll need every day.
I'm writing all of this to ask that you please donate to the JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes. I will be participating June 7 at Kings Island. I have in the past during my childhood, but this is my first time as an adult. My sister, Sarah Brooks, has been pushing me to do it and I really think it helps in finding a cure. I don't have anything to give except maybe a few more years added to my life. Maybe that's a good thing. Please follow the link to donate : http://www2.jdrf.org/site/TR?team_id=153294&pg=team&fr_id=3349. I really appreciate anything you can give and I try not to ask for much but this cause is near and dear to my heart (literally) so please share this link to any friends and I appreciate all of you out there who help my cause.
What a roller coaster ride, the fab 6 to 40-0 talk to preseason #1 to loss to Michigan St. to loss to North Carolina to win against Louisville to being swept by Florida to losing to South Carolina and two losses to Arkansas to making the SEC finals to winning 4 straight games in the final minute to being in the championship game. When Kentucky wins tonight, it will be my favorite UK run ever. I love 1996. And 1998 were the Comeback Cats. 2012 just took care of business. This team ran the gauntlet and no one thought in February they would be where they are today. Go big blue.
Today I decided to write about my Oscar experience. I went to my usual Oscar party at my friend Robert's house. No snow will stop me from doing that. I must watch the show with fellow nerds who enjoy them just as much as the Super Bowl. My first hiccup was getting up my parent's street with the sleet-snow mix that was falling. I managed to get the large Pat Diesel and myself up the road in my tiny little Hyundai Accent that I purchased way back in 2002 and still running strong. I bought it my senior year of high school and it is still running like it's brand new. The tires are super bad in the snow though so it definitely struggled to get up the hill. Once we got on the road and headed to the show, the ride was smooth as a baby's bottom as most people were staying off the road.
The journey to the Oscar's was actually more entertaining than the show itself. As most of you know, Ellen hosted and the monologue was stale except for her making fun of Liza Minelli and her looking like a man, but isn't that kind of ironic because Ellen dresses and looks like a boy to an extent, but that's just me? Jared Leto took home the first award of the night for Best Supporting Actor in Dallas Buyers Club, which was an amazing movie. He was the favorite to win and did take home the award. If you play either a gay person or an AIDS patient you are almost guaranteed to win an Academy Award and Jared played both in his role. All he was missing was playing a Holocaust victim with a mental disability and he would have been 100% guaranteed victory. You can see Jared (who I loved in Requiem for a Dream and also Dallas Buyers Club) below with his almost womanlike hair. Those can not be natural highlights.
After they gave out best supporting the Oscar's kind of dragged giving away a lot of technical awards. Ellen didn't have me laughing but I did like how she kept it loose. I didn't think ordering pizza was funny but I did find it clever because we got to watch who was interested in pounding a few slices and didn't worry about getting grease on their outfits or gaining a pound or two. I have gained more respect for Brad Pitt after he cared about no cameras and shoved a piece of pizza into his mouth.
Ellen also took a selfie which she was trying to break a Kardashian record for most ever retweets on Twitter. It was originally going to be Meryl Streep and Ellen and a bunch of stars joined in to make it an awesome photo. I actually was able to take the old Accent down to the awards and get in the picture as you can see below.
In all seriousness that wasn't me with the megastars in this photo but Best Supporting Actress winner Lupita Nyong'o's brother. If that was me, it would be my profile picture for life because he will never be in a photo with that much talent again. I mean Jennifer Lawrence, Julia Roberts, Meryl Streep, Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, Kevin Spacey, Jared Leto, Ellen (eh), Channing Tatum, and your sister... WOW! Well anyway, it is weird seeing me with that skinny body with still my huge damn head. I look like a bobble head. Sorry Angelina for blocking your massive lips. I guess that's saying something if my head can cover up those huge things. P.S. Brad Pitt needs a new hair style. Who does he think he is? Macklemore or Adolf Hitler? Either way it's super lame.
I must say with the main awards there were no real surprises. I actually correctly predicted the top 8 awards anyone cares about: Best Picture (12 Years a Slave), Best Director (Alfonso Cuaron- for Gravity), Best Actor (My home boy Matt McConaughey - for Dallas Buyers Club. He did an amazing job in that role and I would have been furious if he didn't win like when I was severely disappointed when Mickey Rourke got screwed when he should've won for the Wrestler), Best Supporting Actor (Jared Leto- for Dallas Buyers Club as stated before), Best Actress (Cate Blanchett - for Blue Jasmine which I haven't seen), Best Supporting Actress (Lupita Nyong'o - for 12 Years a Slave which I stated earlier), Best Adapted Screenplay (12 Years a Slave), and Best Original Screenplay (Her). I actually watched all of the Best Picture nominees except Philomena and I thought 12 Years A Slave deserved Best Picture. It was very well done and the directing was outstanding by Steve McQueen.
I also want to say Alfonso Cuaron deserved Best Director. I went into Gravity with low expectations and it kept me entertained the entire movie. The visual effects are amazing and Sandra Bullock actually had me intrigued when I normally see her as an overrated actress. It also killed on technical awards, winning the most Oscar's overall, while American Hustle and Wolf of Wall Street were both snubbed and won 0 awards between them.
I mean Great Gatsby even won two awards. Leo still hasn't won an Oscar and honestly he didn't deserve it The Wolf of Wall Street. He was much better in some of his other roles. I think he will win in his career as I believe for the most part he continues to get better as an actor. McConaughey deserved it too, and his speech was touching and I loved how he ended it with the classic line from his first role in Dazed and Confused, "alright alright alright." He was the romantic comedy king there for a while but whenever he was in good movies he honestly did well from Amistad to the Lincoln Lawyer. I am proud of him and I am glad he won. He is styling in the white tux too! Brings me back to my prom days.
Overall, I don't think there were any screw jobs or anything. I think everyone who was deserving won. Many of the movies from this year have made my top 231 movies ever which is a list I am still working on and subject to change. I have been trying to list my top 500 movies of all time. I have also decided to work on a new screenplay. I haven't written one in four years and I am excited to try it out again.
Winner of the Day: 12 Years a Slave. Best Picture is the most coveted award at the Academy Awards and this one was much deserving winning the award. I rank in this order (of the ones I've seen) 1. 12 Years a Slave 2. Dallas Buyers Club 3. Her 4. American Hustle 5. Gravity 6. Nebraska 7. Wolf of Wall Street 8. Captain Phillips Loser of the Day: Leo Dicaprio. He still hasn't won an Oscar. Now nor should he but I saw this on Facebook today and he's the only good actor of these so why does this exist? Don't put him with these actors. That is silly.
Quote of the Day:'Winning' in Hollywood means not just power, money, and complimentary smoked-salmon pizza, but also that everyone around you fails just as you are peaking."- Rosanne Barr Song of the Day: "Let It Go" from Frozen (winner of Best Original Song)
Athlete with the Morgan Freeman face dots of the Day: Tayshaun Prince
Hello everyone. I am excited to announce my newest show with cohost Patrick Strickley where we have an overall top 12 of things from sports, movies, tv, music and more. We get off track a lot and that's okay because when we get off track the stuff gets interesting! We encourage any comments, feedback, and topic ideas. Our first episode is called "Man Crushes." You can see it below.
So after hearing many spectacular reviews of my original Mike Tyson blog about if I didn't exist and he lived in my shoes written as if he was speaking outloud in a journal or diary of sorts, I decided to do another just like it. Here was the original written May 30, 2013: Here ith the link thupid. Open it to wead my sthenthative blog ath Mike Tython.
The Mike Tython ath David Bwookth Diaries Part Deux.
Deaw Diawy:
Thith ith your boy Mike, You know one of the baddeth men on the whole wide planet? I bit a dudeth ear off for Chritht thaketh, but thomething ith weally weird diawy. I have no memowy of any of thoth thingth I did in my life, All the fownacating I did with all thoth bitchy women. Diawy I feel like I am in a whole new life now.
I have thith father who ith crazy diawy. I have never met a man tho intimidating yet tho thweet. He ith the thweeteth tough guy I have ever met diawy. I could never do that in the pweviouth life that I feel like wath all a dweam. I cannot balanth being sthweet and being nathty. But diawy, in thith new life I am twying to have a sthenthative thide. My dad, big Dave ith sthowing me the way.
My momth, sthe'th jutht the sthweetetht lady on the planet. Sthe alwayth doeth the right thing. Diawy, I thruggle wif that sthepific thing. In thith new life diawy, I watch the birdth feed their young and I think about the miracle of life diawy. There ith sthomething about life bigger than any one perthon. Diawy, life ith about making otherth happy. Mean sthomething. Be thomebody. Do the right thing, right? If I could take back all thethe howwible memorithesth about my old damn life, I would diawy. I do have a sthenthative efically wight mind in there sthomewhere. My mother isth the key. I get thith fwom her and I admire her every day diawy. I love her.
I have two sthisthersth diawy. People tell me, Tharah and me look a lot a like which maketh no darn sthcence becauth I am a large black man, with a bad assth tattoo on my facthe that maketh me look terrifying. Stharah alwayth meanth well but she isth a little bossthy. She ith alwayth telling me what to do diawy. I am not uthed to that. I'm uthed to telling people I want to eat their childwen and then doing it. Tharah ith a monsther thometimeth but she meanth well. She is like my besthd fwiend in a way. She playth video gameth and sportsth. She is almostht the bwother I never had.
My other sthisther ith Lauwa. Not Lora. Lauwa. She getth pissthed if you call her Lora. All Lauwath do stho sthart getting it wight. She is a reading machine. And she alwayth have your back no matter what diawy. I want you to know that. She's alwayth there to get me if I had a bad night out pawtying and she is alwayth looking out for me with my diabetethes when I'm not taking care of mythelf. Diawy she detherveth more credit than I give her.
Diawy, I work in inthurance. It is a lot diffewent than boxing. I feel like in my path life, I pounded peopleth headth in but I've been having thethe bad dweamth about sthome dude named Buthter Douglath. I feel like he had sthoemting to do wif my old caweer, before I woke up in thith new life.
Diawy, what ith the deal wif Justhin Bieber? Doeth he think he isth hardcore, becauth he hath a arm sthleeve tattoo? You awen't even hardcore until you get a damn facthe tattoo man. I wanna cee him in the sthreeth thomeday and I would pound him fwom here to Michael Jackthon'th Neverland Ranch. I misth Michael Jackthon. In my old life I feel like I wath one of the thwee mosth famous Michaelth of all time, along with Mr. Jackthon and Mr. Jowdan. I play on a bathketball team, but we aren't on the Bullth level. We just play in an alumni tournament in Bellevue. Man Bellevue is nothing like Vegath. The honeyth there are 10'sth. In Bellevue the ladieth average around 5. There are a few good looking oneth there though. I have a particular 10 in my mind wight now. Wouldn't you like to know who it is diawy? Well too bad, ith a sthecret even from you.
Well diawy, Itsth about time I go and watch thith wonderful nature. I want to watch the birdth fly. I want to sthee the deer run through the wild foresth. I want to see salmon flying through a wild wiver. Diawy I want to appweciate thith world we live in. Life isthn't that bad. We are all lucky God shtelected usth to be on thisth planet and it is gloriouth. Be a good perthon. I got a second chance and I'm going to make it count Diawy. Living asth thith other perthon isn't so bad. I gueth what I want to sthummarize ith that no matter what you go through diawy, thisth life ith valuable and you can rebound. I pwomisthe thith. Do sthomething for thomeone elthe. You will get thith wawm feeling inthide diawy. I'm working on being the betht perthon I can be.
Winner of the Day: The deep freeze. Jesus. This weather has been crazy this winter. It's the coldest one I can remember since I have been alive, so I have to give Mr. Freeze or Mother Nature or whoever choses this weather to burst everyone's pipes across the country.
Loser of the Day: Lance Armstrong. Why? Because he's a loser every day. Him and Ryan Braun. It's not cool to lie about what you're doing either way, but to throw innocent people under the bus? That's where you become a very low person.
Quote of the Day: "Change is not an event. It's a process."-Cheryl James
Song of the Day: "That's What Friends are For" by Dionne Warwick and Stevie Wonder.
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