Heavenly comes to mind, but doesn't quite do our week justice. Let's call it Tropical Paradise WKND (with kids, no diapers). Honestly, it was our first vacation in 9-1/2 years without pampers, wet wipes, strollers, or nap times. We swam in the sparkling ocean and basked in the glorious sunshine. We kayaked and snorkled and hiked a little (straining not to faint in the sticky heat) and drank cocktails before noon. We ate spicey grilled fish and creamy chicken mole and sumptuous Mexican papaya -- all sprinkled with fresh lime -- while our girls munched happily on their chicken nuggets and pizza. And not one morsel of it was prepared by me! In short, it was our first vacation in nearly a decade that actually felt like a vacation.
I'm still reeling: a whole week without schedules, cell phones, or even the Internet! I meant to check in on you all, really, but the sky was so blue, the ocean so clear, the brightly tiled pool and white lounge chairs so inviting -- not to mention the exorbitant price for just an hour of Web access. Anyway, the real reason was that it was far too hot to use a computer outdoors and I couldn't bring myself to spend one tropical getaway moment indoors clacking away at the keyboard. So there you have it. I am refreshed!
Although I must note that any vacation with the Big D can never be entirely tech-free; I schlepped my glucose meter through sand and sun. How I would have loved to chuck that thing for a few days! Oh, and thank God for the ingenious people who invented the Frio cool pack. Nothing with ice would've lasted more than an hour in that climate, ergo baked insulin. I carried a small Frio by my side and kept my reserves in our room in their large model, ergo no need to fuss over whether the hotel mini-fridge was actually cool inside (barely).
And I learned a useful thing or two as well:
NEWSFLASH: FDA Clears Dexcom Share Direct
Dexcom gets regulatory approval of its 'on-the-go' mobile apps for CGM data-sharing.
State of the Union: It's Time to Cure Diabetes
President launching new precision medicine initiative to better treat, cure diseases like diabetes.
'Robotic Pancreas' Appears On American Idol
Carlos Santana's nephew Adam Lasher shows off Dexcom G4 during live performance.
* It is advisable to brush up on your Spanish before heading to any Latin destination. Or carry a small pocket English-Spanish dictionary, as I wish I had. Or translate and memorize a few key phrases ahead of time, such as: "No! Please don't put sugar on it," "Sorry, but I really cannot eat that," or "Don't play with that! It's a blood test strip" (I still can't figure how the little Mexican kids managed to find them, when I'm sure I had thrown them away)
* Fresh lime must have magical properties. Everything tastes better with a little squeeze. A relaxation potion perhaps? No idea how many carbs are on that plate-load of traditional Mexican fare? No matter. Sprinkle generously with lime and take a wild guess. Worked great for me.
Happy to report I managed superb BG control with only one exception: too aggressive corrective dosing before a workout. Snafu identified: it's OK to overload on breakfast carbs now and then, but don't skip the protein, or all that yogurt and granola and fruit will create a veritable BG volcano effect, which can spur insulin stacking.
Other, much sadder snafu: my husband somehow managed to misplace our digital camera, along with all ~60 vibrant images of our glorious sun-soaked vacation -- including our first decent family photo in years, Ixtapa sunset included. Aaarrggh! Somebody pass the lime!! (Our girls are hard at work trying to recreate the pictures in crayon-and-marker)
Nevertheless, so far 2007 is LOOKING GOOD.