Just months after the FDA approved the first exclusive use of a CGM system for glucose monitoring, a major diabetes care study has confirmed using a stand-alone CGM system to make insulin-dosing decisions is as safe and as effective as using the traditional two-fold approach of reading levels with a CGM and then confirming them with a BGM finger-stick test.
Anyone who lives with T1D knows a few things about overcoming obstacles. But not all obstacles are equal. Consider the story of Eva Saxl, the diabetes legend who made her own insulin — yes, I said made her own insulin — during World War II to survive, showcasing the power of human innovation under the most dire circumstances.
For years we’ve heard stories of dogs rushing to the aid of ill owners, sniffing out medical ailments before they’re diagnosed and trotting around with a general unexplainable awareness of our bodies. This mysterious ability to detect ailments sounds a bit far-fetched, but anecdotal evidence has again and again pointed to the fact that dogs know something more than we do. It turns out they do.
"I Stay" is an art installation of Aboriginal songs, poems, and stories about home and belonging and intended to combat displacement. The writing plays in myriad animated effects on an electronic display fitted to a four-sided, 19-metre steel column at 8 Chifley Square in Sydney. I was responsible for proofreading chosen songs, stories, and poems and preparing the text for projection.
So here’s what I wanted to happen.
My daughter, like many children, has one of those plastic place mats that lists the names and photos of the United States Presidents. I’m not sure where it came from exactly, and I’ve always thought it a bit ironic. Here we are in the morning, half-awake and flat-haired, slopping cereal, yogurt, and cream cheese on Abe Lincoln and Teddy Roosevelt.
A short story published in Portland Magazine.
We’d been playing pretend for almost a year and he still wouldn’t go back to his life. Meade wouldn’t acknowledge he had another life at all, though he’d bring me into it in ways, mentioning how Cole seemed to like me, driving me by the horse farm where he and Cole and his wife had lived before the great domestic unraveling commenced and she moved out to Deer Isle. Testing, I suppose, fantasizing—feeling at the edges to see how I might be assimilated into his greater life.
Jonathan Brothers once rushed up a set of stairs in an abandoned insane asylum only to burst into a room full of Reserve Officer Training Corps cadets practicing close-quarters combat fighting with raised M-16 rifles.
Such are the perils of a devout insane-asylum explorer.
In 2014 Jenny Holzer began collecting handwritten interviews of Iraq and Afghanistan citizens who had been detained at Guantanamo Bay. The notes were handwritten, in broken English, and heavily redacted by government sources. As a proofreader on the project I was responsible for deciphering the original documents and transcribing them. Later, as the documents were used for a series of projections, paintings, and silkscreened prints commenting on censorship, the media, war, and human rights, I was responsible for proofing the artworks against the original sources in their pre-production stages.