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Some DOC Lingo

I am an engineer, and as such I rarely use whole words. Usually phrases are shortened so I can talk a lot faster (** and partly, so I sound awesome talking in codewords, jk**). Well the DOC (Diabetes Online Community...come on, people) uses some special lingo too. And while I could spend a whole night typing out all these special code words, I won't because I have to fly early tomorrow; instead I will focus on my two favorites: "SWAG" and "Type 3 Diabetics." I would give you references, but honestly these two have been around for a while and I don't feel like tracing them all the way back...so, whoever made these up: you're awesome, thanks!

We'll start with "SWAG". This is pretty much the motto of my whole Diabetes management, except for breakfast. SWAG stands for Scientific Wild Ass Guessing. Don't be offended by the cuss word, trust me it's necessary sometimes. If it doesn't come with a nutrition label, then I am almost always "SWAGin" it, and hoping for the best. Examples:

Chris says: "Hey babe, I made dinner, it's pasta with Alfredo and veggies."
I say: "Hooray! I don't have to cook dinner, you are the best babe!!!"
I think: "Here goes nothin....SWAG it baby!"

Dave says: "Hey you. We're going to Chuckwagon today. Grab your stuff lets go." (There are no exclamations because Dave is always very serious about Chuckwagon lunches.)
I say: "Yes sir!"
I think: "(Army song music) And the SWAGing keeps April alive...dundadundundundun."

You see, SWAGing is a normal Diabetes management procedure. And if you ever meet a Diabetic who has never SWAGed, they are lying.

Ok, on to those rarely mentioned, scientific oddities the Type 3 Diabetics. You may be asking yourself, "I've never heard of a Type 3 Diabetic, what the heck has Nerdy April been smoking?!?!?!"

Type 3 Diabetics are extremely important. A Type 3 Diabetic is someone who takes care of, or supports a Type 1/2/Gestational. Hey mom, bet you didn't know you are a Type 3 Diabetic. Dad, did you know you are? Heather? Guys from work? Chris? Practically everyone I know? And Type 1's can also be Type 3's for other Diabetics. Example: I would call Holly my D-sista, both in the Type 1 and Type 3 sense!!

Seriously, while everyone else is trying to stop Diabetes, I think we need more Type 3s!!!

I'm worn out and I gotta get my SWAG on tonight yet. Nerdy April Out.

PS: I'm proud of you Dad for knowing, as of tonight, that Bret Michaels is a Type 1. You rock, and he rocks, and FIGHTIN DIABEETUSSSS ROCKSSSSSS!!!!! I love this PSA by the way, because we ARE fighting for our lives everyday. I heart you Bret!!


That is all.

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  1. I'm just so with it and hip!!! I could be a teenager again because I'm starting to think I know it all. It's nice to be known as a Type 3. All those shots I gave to Oranges ought to count for something. Sorry about the jerkiness with the tester and syringes when you were younger. If I could of turned my head and closed my eyes, I wouldn't have jerked. Hang in there and are Brett's eyes awesome or what? Dad

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