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Best of Rebel Wilson’s recent tweets

Rebel Wilson, everyone!

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5:05 pm  •  15 January 2013  •  53,625 notes

“You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.”

— Elizabeth Taylor   (via bakkyun)

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4:09 pm  •  15 January 2013  •  36,523 notes

herdiabeticdisaster:

**Reblog with your Diabetic Disaster or if you’re not a Diabetic Disaster, reblog with how you cope with it!

Hi, my name is Quinci & this is my Diabetic Disaster.

I’m fifteen.

Not too old, yet not too young.

Old enough to know what’s right to do, but young enough to not care.

“I’m sorry.”

Beautifully put.

1:38 am  •  13 January 2013  •  8 notes

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11:45 pm  •  9 December 2012  •  69,960 notes

“Sometimes the biggest act of courage is a small one.”

— Lauren Raffo (via kari-shma)

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9:10 pm  •  8 December 2012  •  1,731 notes

So, as a Type One Diabetic, my Endocrinologist has wanted to put me into counseling since I was about 10 and my mom never made me go.

I’ve actually started going, and I’ll be making some changes.
For now, I’m going every week, once a week. I went for the first session on Thursday and I was there for about an hour and 15 minutes- My therapist has helped me kind of focus more, already. She pointed some things out about my Diabetes, and she’s right.

I’ll post more later!
Here’s to making changes for a better life as a Type One Diabetic!

Stay beautiful!(:
-Rachel

2:10 pm  •  8 December 2012  •  9 notes

I am terribly sorry that I haven’t posted here in a while.
I’ve not been focused a lot lately, and blogging here just totally slipped my mind.

I started thinking about a lot of things that happened just a few days ago, and I remembered “OH CRAP! I’VE PRACTICALLY ABANDONED MY DIABETES BLOG!”
Again, my apologies! :/

The latest news I have with my Diabetes would probably be from this past Saturday.

SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 17TH:
I went over to my Aunt’s for an early Thanksgiving dinner with my mom’s half of the family and before we left I wasn’t feeling well. Later, while I was in the car and making sure that I was drinking plenty of water; eventually I got sick in the car.
When that happened I was about 35 minutes away from my Aunt’s house… I made it there and I just passed all of my family and went straight back into the bathroom and I got sick again…
I went and said hello to my family, and then I went and laid down in her living room. I slept for hours, only waking up to change the way that I was lying to try and get more comfortable. Sooner or later it became obvious that I had a major fever. I slept for about a total of 3 or so hours before everyone started eating, and I woke up in the middle of the meal. I ate the smallest of meals that consisted of about a little spoonful of mashed potatoes, a piece of turkey about the size of one regular stick of gum, and then about a small handful of salad with a vinaigrette- drinking ice water the entire time. 
I didn’t finish any of my food. I drank another glass of ice water and then returned to sleeping because I felt so incredibly horrible. I remember waking up shivering and grabbing a blanket that was at my feet. The next time I would wake up was 3 hours later when my mom was telling me that it was time to leave my Aunt’s house.
When she woke me up, I was sweating a lot and I felt like my body as on fire. I took my socks off in hopes that it would help and I uncovered and sat up, but that didn’t help at all. And when I sat up everyone was saying that I didn’t look too good. I was incredibly pale; that’s what they could see. …When I sat up, all I could see were white spots and I was lightheaded… Still feeling on fire and sweating. It went away, and then my mom helped me to the bathroom before we left for the journey home… Little did we know at the time that I wouldn’t be going home that night.
I didn’t even put my shoes and socks on to go home. I came out of the bathroom and I laid back down and started crying and repeatedly telling my mom that I needed to go to the hospital- Yes, I felt that bad. She tried taking me to the car, but after I had walked a few feet to the front door I freaked out because my vision had returned to white, white everything. I got lightheaded again, and then I remember falling… I passed out. I don’t remember anything from the moment that I passed out up until I got to the Emergency Room at Cook’s in Fort Worth. When I arrived there I remember very faintly what happened. I was taken out of my car by Cook’s ER doctors, and I was taken inside… The next thing I knew I threw up in the lobby and then I passed out again… When I kind of came to I was in a triage room and lots of people were surrounding me and saying things, but I couldn’t answer them.
Soon enough I was in an ER room, and I was crying and freaking out… I felt like death.
My mom told me that I was asleep for 3 hours before I woke up when someone came in screaming at me that he was putting an IV in my hand. After that I remember starting to cry and telling my mom that I wanted my phone, which she wouldn’t give to me. I didn’t remember why I had asked for it the first time, but when I was finally feeling better and I woke up for about 30 minutes I wanted it to text Emily.
It was about 4:45am Sunday morning when a nurse woke me up so that I could drink some apple juice and after I drank some ice water. I got discharged at 6:15am that morning.

This was all from some VIRUS that I had caught from somewhere. Nobody knew what the virus was, all we knew was that it was in fact a virus and nowhere near related to DKA, my bloodsugars were impeccable and I wasn’t even acidotic.
That following day, Monday, I stayed home from school because I wasn’t feeling too well still; stayed home to make sure that I didn’t need to go back to the ER and to get rest and Tuesday I went to school for the half day that we had before we were released on break for the Thanksgiving holiday. And now, I’m here and it’s Thanksgiving!(:

4:02 pm  •  22 November 2012

kipitry:

I understand. I understand how your heart clenches as you watch them live so very close to death. It hurts and it stings your eyes and makes your throat hurt.
Why them?
They never did anything to deserve this. They were only eight, or ten, or thirteen. What could that child have ever done to…

I admire this. It explains so much.

3:35 pm  •  10 October 2012  •  9 notes

What am I doing?
Why can’t I focus?
What is this?

-I’m ruining everything.
-I don’t work at the same pace; the thought process I have isn’t the same.
-Me stressing out; an ungodly amount of stress on my shoulders that I can’t seem to get rid of.

12:53 am  •  5 October 2012  •  1 note

unemployedpancreas:

I have Type 1 Diabetes. If you look closely you’ll see tiny scars of my multiple finger pricks to test my blood sugar everyday, it hurts sometimes but it’s life. I have to take insulin injections more than four times a day, I have bruises on my arms, legs, and stomach because of it. I have mood…

4:14 pm  •  4 October 2012  •  57 notes