tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post1511223381197684878..comments2023-06-25T04:43:26.548-05:00Comments on Every Day, Every Hour, Every Minute: The Bee & MeCarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09108867545803896885noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-20425216041748897742010-08-09T22:33:23.243-05:002010-08-09T22:33:23.243-05:00Great post, Cara! Sorry I'm about three years ...Great post, Cara! Sorry I'm about three years late on this one, but just stumbled across it from the comments in Kerri's Old Support Vlog from 2008... All of which follows up my latest blog of my own little hallmark from the pre-D and dx days. Awesome to find that, and hope Bee (Love Child BeeTroll) has stayed a part of your life to bring some smiles and good memories. Thanks for sharing,Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-56706335767258944792008-01-25T09:46:00.000-06:002008-01-25T09:46:00.000-06:00CaraJust got here from another blog. Thank you for...Cara<BR/><BR/>Just got here from another blog. Thank you for such a lovely post about this precious memory.Bernardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936264471078732019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-48218291470133429832007-11-13T17:50:00.000-06:002007-11-13T17:50:00.000-06:00Okay I'm back. I have 2 similar diagnosis toys. On...Okay I'm back. I have 2 similar diagnosis toys. One was a little elephant in a nurses uniform that fit around one nurses stethoscope, she was the one that drew the blood that would lead to my diagnosis. That elephant got lost along the way. <BR/>The second is a stuffed yellow lab puppy, named Pal after Arthur's puppy. Arthur was big at the time of my diagnosis. I received the puppy when I was inJillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17009303866200298151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-89835420613830542182007-11-13T17:43:00.000-06:002007-11-13T17:43:00.000-06:00(I didn't read your post. Sorry. I will, I promise...(I didn't read your post. Sorry. I will, I promise.) I just wanted to return your comment before I forgot. I am not sure how long 504 has been around, but I seriously can't believe that no one ever told my family about it. The only reason it came into our lives was my sister's lupus. When she returned to school after her diagnosis she had a special tutor and was in a wheel chair for a period of Jillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17009303866200298151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-30291933665451072712007-11-12T17:07:00.000-06:002007-11-12T17:07:00.000-06:00I got a little stuffed tiger with a bell in it's t...I got a little stuffed tiger with a bell in it's tail when I was diagnosed. I don't remember who gave it to me. But I still have it. (I'll have to post a picture of it on my blog one of these days.) The poor thing has been through a lot & isn't the cutest little tiger anymore. But he is precious to me - just like your "bee".Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03072030400404976772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-91719028587520277502007-11-12T10:00:00.000-06:002007-11-12T10:00:00.000-06:00I think that is very cool Cara! What a nice surpr...I think that is very cool Cara! What a nice surprise to find again!Scott K. Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06601851114190791084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-63718589199271317242007-11-12T08:55:00.000-06:002007-11-12T08:55:00.000-06:00That was a great post, got me thinking about my "b...That was a great post, got me thinking about my "bee" which was a little bear with angel wings. <BR/><BR/>My parents were in the middle their divorce when I was diagnosed and THEY gave me this little angel bear during my hospital stay...so, you can imagine how special it was to me at that time. It was my comfort in the hospital and the last gift I ever got from both of my parents. : ) <BR/><BRAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-35055370106428051232007-11-12T07:15:00.000-06:002007-11-12T07:15:00.000-06:00Many little artifacts from my childhood have survi...Many little artifacts from my childhood have survived to this day, Cara. I have a hard time letting go of things that were of great importance to a kid back then. It seems they have somehow gained even greater importance over the years.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-17632285533845432052007-11-11T21:37:00.000-06:002007-11-11T21:37:00.000-06:00The sad part is that I had about a million trolls ...The sad part is that I had about a million trolls at one time. I don't know what happened to any of them except this one & one that I got my dad, that was given back to me when he moved. I used to get one after every time I got sick and had to go to the doctor. <BR/>Thanks about the picture comment too. My friend took that when we were in NYC in January of this year.Carahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09108867545803896885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-27523245906983782262007-11-11T21:27:00.000-06:002007-11-11T21:27:00.000-06:00hey, cute profile change photo from NYC, by the wa...hey, cute profile change photo from NYC, by the way! :)amyliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13476420072784830899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5602938156779787139.post-49117220972502771712007-11-11T21:25:00.000-06:002007-11-11T21:25:00.000-06:00What a great post, and a great little bee friend y...What a great post, and a great little bee friend you have there. It's magical. I loved those little troll dolls, too. I remember a red plastic box with a mirror in the top and a magnetic clasp that close it. I was enamored by this thing my mom bought for me during my week in the hospital with diabetes. I had that on my bedside tray and loved to open and close it, the magnetic clasp shutting it amyliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13476420072784830899noreply@blogger.com