<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 10:40:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Kacey's Diabetes Life</title><description></description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-3487383377121582881</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 23:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T19:35:48.098-04:00</atom:updated><title>Good spring break</title><description>I had a good sping break. My blood sugar was in range.  I went to bush gardenes and saw  ELMO. It was so fun!!!!!! Guest what........ I did my own site by myself!!!! I did the popper or CLEO.I was so happy of myself. Today my alarm went off. My teacher said ' It is driving me crazy. Go find your mom!!' It made me feel sad and scared that I was on my own. It was not fun. When I saw my mommy I saw that I was safe and I started to cry. I was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;KACEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO XO XO XO XO XO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-3487383377121582881?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-spring-break.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-4688135352236920737</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T17:18:43.459-04:00</atom:updated><title>I get to keep Herbie</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yesterday my mom told me I had to give Herbie back. I cried alot. I was so sad. I could not stop thinking about it. Today I told my teacher about it and she said ' Everything happens for a reason.' I was so happy when she told me that. I LOVE YOU HERBIE!!!!!!!!!!!!! My mom said I can keep Herbie today!!!!!!!!!!! I had to do a sight change and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I tried the Cleo popper. It stung for a minute but other than that it did not hert. I was so happy I did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KACEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-4688135352236920737?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-get-to-keep-herbie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-4981740429170192792</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 23:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-01T16:41:14.938-04:00</atom:updated><title>The sore site!!!!</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today I forgot Herbie was attached and when I stood up it fell to the floor. The site got real tender after it hapened. The cannula got out some and I had to do another site in my tummy. My mom was so scared like me. I started to cry after it. I was so happy it was done. It stung after I did it. It bled after my mom took the site out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-4981740429170192792?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/03/sore-site.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-1599144480592199053</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-16T18:36:05.521-04:00</atom:updated><title>Pump and Low</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got my pump!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I won't have to go to the class room to test my blood sugar because it will always be on my pump. On Friday I get hooked up to my pump. I am so exsided!!!!!! I named my pump Herbie. I will be hooked up on saling first. Yesterday I had a low blood sugar : 56. It made me feel wierd, empty, and tired. I notest my low by sweating, shaking, and feeling empty. I had to lay down on the couch. I felt real weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KACEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-1599144480592199053?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/03/pump-and-low.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-2958772931636677390</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T12:19:22.809-05:00</atom:updated><title>MY PUMP!!!!!</title><description>My pump will maybe be here on Thursday or Friday. I was outside riding my bike when my mom came runing out to tell me that my pump will maybe it will be here Thursday or Friday!!!!!!!! I was screaming because I was so happy. I can't wait till I get my pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kacey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-2958772931636677390?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-pump.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-7052164004901192428</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Mar 2009 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-01T11:53:17.994-05:00</atom:updated><title>A New baby doll for me!</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday I got a new baby doll. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he looks like me. She has blue eyes,like mine. She is pretty. She has a pretty dress. Real pretty blond hair. It is longer then mine but it is still pretty. She is in my arms now. She has a pink bow in her hair. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he has a jacket that came with her dress. Her name is Amy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kacey West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-7052164004901192428?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-baby-doll-for-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-1672461486274885763</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 22:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T17:40:19.372-05:00</atom:updated><title>A good day</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Today I did my shot in the class room. At first it was weird but I got used to it. My friends watched me do it. My teacher watched me too! I was doing it when my friends came over. I got to be first in line when we were leaving the computer lab. I did my shot in my tummy. I was going to ask my teacher if she wanted to do it but I will just wait till tommorow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;L&lt;em&gt;ove,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Kacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-1672461486274885763?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-8705138010076670558</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-22T18:24:37.118-05:00</atom:updated><title>Low Low Low Low</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have had some very low blood sugars. It is scary for me!!! I do get a little scared when  I feel bad. I can tell if my blood sugar i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;s lower then is spout to be. I can cry sometimes about it. It is not fun but you have to do it. I cry sometimes about getting shots but it is not bad to ge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;t them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lows make me feel worried. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;t is like I am going calapse. It is not fun at all!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kacey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-8705138010076670558?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/low-low-low-low.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-6181672773695966536</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-21T15:48:15.769-05:00</atom:updated><title>Bye Kitty</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SaBiGbvnx6I/AAAAAAAAABA/NJ5pbyexD60/s1600-h/SN850084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305348223708678050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SaBiGbvnx6I/AAAAAAAAABA/NJ5pbyexD60/s320/SN850084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My mom said she had some bad news to tell me &amp;amp; my sissy. She said that my dad had found my cat that has been missing for a couple days. She said he found my cat by the woods. She said my cat was lyeing on the ground still. He was dead. I was crying and crying and crying.I am still crying now!!! I miss my kittycat!!!!!But I know he was always there for me. I could tug on him all the time and he wont even scrach me!!! I love you Henry!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;KACEY&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305344174946634962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SaBeaw7hzNI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DGFq187Dnuc/s320/SN850518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This pic was taken last weekend when we had a warm day to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-6181672773695966536?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/bye-kitty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SaBiGbvnx6I/AAAAAAAAABA/NJ5pbyexD60/s72-c/SN850084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-7191666467945642924</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T18:24:34.311-05:00</atom:updated><title>New Hair Cut</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ87K3VwisI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sYd2LQREVMs/s1600-h/SN850600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305023943905675970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ87K3VwisI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sYd2LQREVMs/s320/SN850600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today I got a new hair cut. I am feeling much better now. I am looking at my hair all the time. It is kind of a bob. It is sooooo pretty!!!!!! My mom is going to put a pic on here so you can see it. I am still sick but I had to get my work so I saw my friends,and my teacher today.YEY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KACEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-7191666467945642924?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-hair-cut.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ87K3VwisI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sYd2LQREVMs/s72-c/SN850600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-3301568515188637098</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 22:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T18:11:32.107-05:00</atom:updated><title>Being  Sick With Diabetes</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am feeling better now. It is my first time puking since I got diaignosed. It was scary at first but I felt better after I got medicine in my IV. I was so scared but they gave me diet ginger ale. It was so good!!! I have not gone to school all week and I miss my friends so much. I miss Mrs.Murphy [ my teacher] so much!!!!! I love all my friends ,teachers, my prinsibels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cousilers, everyone. I can get bored but I use my imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kacey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-3301568515188637098?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-sick-with-diabetes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-2554697717882669171</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T10:24:15.420-05:00</atom:updated><title>Back To The ER room</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ12rXF1a2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/gB_7FnqiAzY/s1600-h/SN850588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304526423417252706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ12rXF1a2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/gB_7FnqiAzY/s320/SN850588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went to the ER yesterday. I got the first one in my hand  they blew the vein. Then  they went up higher and blew that vein . Then they tried a finger stick that did not work. So they did it on the other arm and it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-2554697717882669171?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-er-room.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_29TiFBJl7ks/SZ12rXF1a2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/gB_7FnqiAzY/s72-c/SN850588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-3216336254562903</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-18T13:36:37.575-05:00</atom:updated><title>My family &amp; me!!!!!!</title><description>Today I have been home sick. I miss my teacher,my freinds,and my school. I been home sick from  school for two days. I kept on puking. I didn't feel good.  I feel much better know.  I have not got a respond yet but I no that someone will respond to my post. My dad is watching Godzilla a movie he likes. I think it is scarey. He loves that movie so much. My mom is a  beader and she goes to the flea market and sells  her bracelets, and necklaces. She is good at it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family so much !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me!!!!!!!!! I am diabetic that means that I take shots and do finger sticks. My sister is 14 and she is sometimes a pain in the butt but I still love her so much!!!!!!!! I love to see a smile on my families faces.I'm sure they like to see a smile on my face. Sometimes I  can be a butt but I no they still love me even though  I can be a pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kacey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-3216336254562903?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-family-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2253223794177469026.post-4048748074143989819</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T19:15:18.266-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Diabetes Blog</title><description>The reason I made this blog is because I want to remember my feelings. Today I was sick and I stayed home. I went to the docters today because I was so sick. I had to lay in my bed all day. I was bored so I ased if I could get my own blog and my mom said yes. I was so excited about it! I hope people will comment to my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kacey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2253223794177469026-4048748074143989819?l=kacey2000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kacey2000.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-diabetes-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Kacey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>