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      <image:caption>Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>“Repeat after me, ‘I am a diabetic,’” the nurse said. “It’s part of the coping process.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“You were a few days away from slipping into a diabetic coma...and you would not have survived past 24 hours.” My sister told me on my 23rd birthday, September 28, 2019. I was discharged from the ICU where I had spent the previous two days with diabetic ketoacidosis, a life-threatening complication of Type 1 Diabetes, a condition in which the pancreas stops producing insulin. The cause is unknown.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I chalked up the fatigue and 20-pound weight loss to the marathon I was training for. I attributed my dry mouth to the California heat, even though I gagged every morning when I took a drink of water. My cycle stopped for three months and I was unable to hold my bladder. I explained away each symptom until, finally, I struggled to breathe.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>For the first two months before getting my durable medical equipment, I pricked my fingers about 8 times a day to check my blood sugar and gave myself about 4 insulin shots a day when eating.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I moved back into my childhood bedroom for a couple months where my only responsibility was to take care of my body.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“I just wish I could turn this off for a day. I can’t eat anything without thinking about it. I can’t workout without thinking about it. I can’t sit for too long without thinking about it. Literally every hour I expend energy thinking about blood sugar.” -journal entry December 15, 2020.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>If I don’t give enough insulin to cover carbs, my blood sugar jumps high. Longterm, this leads to blindness or neuropathy, which is nerve damage that can require amputation.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If I give too much insulin, then my blood sugar drops. I become light-headed and risk passing out, and eventually this leads to brain damage or death. But if I habitually eat carbs to correct my blood sugar even when I’m not hungry, then I risk weight gain.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The target blood sugar range is 80-130, color-coded grey.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My dad-doctor wrote this reference sheet with target blood sugar numbers and symptoms.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dad wrote me: “I know that God doesn’t make mistakes and am confident that your life will glorify Him more as a diabetic than it would otherwise.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Without insulin, the body feeds on fat and eventually muscle to survive, and this releases ketones, which are acids that become toxic if too many build up at once. Prior to the diagnosis, my body was burning fat to survive, which explained the extreme fatigue and weight loss. Losing fat at a rapid pace released ketones, which my body attempted to get rid of through frequent urination and deep raspy breaths.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My hair had fallen out in chunks because my body had shut down all non-essential tasks during survival mode. It took ten months to fully grow back.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Ironically, it took almost dying to feel content in my own skin. My body was leaner; my curves were gone. For the first time, I was completely satisfied with my reflection. But once I healed, my insecurities returned.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>It feels like my health is constantly tested, analyzed and graded.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Carbs are the gas in the tank for our bodies. Carbs give our bodies energy while protein and fat serve other purposes. I can still eat my favorite high-carb foods as a diabetic, but I’m more intentional about when.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>Sitting down for hours or going on a long run vastly alters how much insulin my body needs. A half-cup of oatmeal with banana requires seven units of insulin, or a 6-mile run, or four units of insulin followed by a 1-mile walk.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I woke up in the middle of the night with high blood sugar, so I dragged myself out of bed to do 300 squats, 30 pushups and two 2-minute planks, which brought my blood sugar down by 150 units.</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>A pandemic induced virtual doctor appointment with my endocrinologist and roommate’s cat, Rob. Since getting diabetes, my A1C has fluctuated between 5.6 and 6.6. (A1C measures average blood sugar from the past three months. Below 5.7 is the standard recommendation, but Type 1 Diabetics are given wiggle room up to 7.0.)</image:caption>
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      <image:title>HOMEPAGE</image:title>
      <image:caption>The first time I wore a bikini since getting the blood sugar monitor. (photographed with assistance from Emilie Faiella)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“Is that your pager?” … “Do you use an old-school cellphone?” People ask about this PDM, my personal diabetes manager that connects wirelessly to the insulin pump on my body. It is pictured here, cracked, after learning how to skateboard.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My goal is 100%.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I am now immunocompromised and will always have a pre-existing health condition. I accept that. Mostly, I am grateful that this condition is manageable.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If I could change something about my appearance, it would be my scars, mostly from the insulin pumps. But I also know that scars are a mark of healing, and one day I hope to see my scars as small miracles.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Self-portrait during my cross country move from Portland to Brooklyn.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Whatever it is, the way you tell your story online can make all the difference.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Interview frame from With Every Breath filmed for ProPublica.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Interview frame from a piece for the Center for Reproductive Rights.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Gordon Moughon of Erwin, Tennessee, who practices internal medicine, is one of the few doctors left who still makes house calls. Patient, Jewell Banner, developed ulcers that never healed on both legs, and when they became infected they had to be amputated. Dr. Moughon has been visiting her for two years to draw blood. She’s on a potent blood thinner called Coumadin and has a mild cancer of the blood due to a high platelet count.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A sore on Jack Stallard’s foot is examined by Dr. Moughon as his son-in-law, Bobby Davis, looks over his shoulder. “This is the most unusual doctors office I’ve ever been to,” Davis says and explains that Dr. Moughon still draws blood. “You never see that!”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon cannot remember why he first decided to make an at-home visit because it simply seemed like the obvious response. Many of his patients have been with him for decades, and these routine examinations have fostered friendships. When patients express that physically coming into the office is too arduous, he offers to come to their homes instead. Almost always, he continues visiting these patients for the remainder of their lives.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“In the old days, I’m sure these doctors would work all day and then get on a horse and ride to somebody’s house in the middle of the night. I mean I don’t know how they did it,” he says. “They were the real heroes.” Dr. Moughon sees up to a half-dozen house call patients at a time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon visits Bobbie Scott, 83, at the home where she has been housebound for a couple years. Scott has a multitude of health complications including Type II Diabetes. She is blind in one eye and cannot see well enough in the other eye to draw up insulin, so her daughter walks up to her house twice a day to give her insulin.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Roxie Hyder, 94, gets blood drawn from Dr. Moughon and is cared for by her nephew at home.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon and his wife, Mary, walk to a church that meets in the neighborhood elementary school while the roof of their church building gets repaired after storm damages. They met at Vanderbilt University in Nashville while he was in medical school and she in nursing school. Two years later, they moved to Erwin, a small town on the east side of the state where they started his medical practice and raised their family in a three-bedroom house across the street.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“I feel extremely blessed to have the privilege of being a doctor and serving people who I know are created in the image of God,” says Dr. Moughon.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A Rembrandt replica hangs above patient, Bobbie Scott’s, bed.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“I hide my face in my body because I'm all dried up in a knot,” says Betty Ledford, who has osteoarthritis and scoliosis.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“The main thing I have to complain about is I'm just getting old!” says Bobby Scott. Dr. Moughon draws blood and gives her a vitamin B12 shot at her request because she prefers it to the pill. Among other health issues, she has fibromyalgia, which is an aching pain in multiple joint areas.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The commute is a simple walk across the street from his home to his office.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>During every evaluation, patients are weighed.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon reviews patient data on an outdated computer without internet capability.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Patient, Edwin Tolley, a neighbor of Dr. Moughon, goes for a routine checkup.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Following medical school, Dr. Moughon opened his practice in 1981 when many young doctors chose to become self-employed. Now, when many doctors are bought out by large physician groups or hospitals (due in part to the high demand of patients and the timely cost of electronic health records) Moughon holds onto a tradition that is largely of the past.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Receptionist, Tina Jones, hugs patient, Jack Stallard. “She’s prayed for me!” he exclaims.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon and Mary enjoy a visit with their grandchildren at the same house in which they raised their family. They have six sons, two daughters, and eight grandchildren.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mary hangs laundry to dry on a summer day when the dryer malfunctioned. She worked as a nurse for a couple years but later dedicated all her time to raising and homeschooling their children.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Like clockwork, Dr. Moughon spends his lunch breaks exercising approximately 90 minutes on weekdays and an extended 2-3 hours on Saturdays, especially when his favorite sports teams play on television.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>He practices what he preaches. When he asks his patients to exercise and eat whole foods, he sets an example.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Flora Smith, 92, proudly shows her heart rate and blood pressure numbers to Dr. Moughon, whom she has been seeing since he opened his practice 39 years ago.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon looks through the microscope while his receptionist, Tina Jones, prepares patient data.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Drawings by Dr. Moughon’s now grown children are still proudly displayed on his office door. “Daddy put this at yor offis,” one of them reads.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Grandsons William, left, and George, center, play as Dr. Moughon packs the car for their Thanksgiving holiday where all eight children, two parents, three in-laws, and eight grandchildren will gather.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>On an usually warm November day, Dr. Moughon and Mary hike the Pinnacle Fire Tower trail. Situated in the Smoky Mountains, they have access to many trails including 50 miles of the Appalachian Trail.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dr. Moughon and Mary enjoy milkshakes at the local diner, Clarences. Only occasionally do they indulge in sweets, but a chocolate milkshake or black tie mousse cake is among Dr. Moughon’s favorites.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A day doesn’t pass without Dr. Moughon reading. His most common literature includes the Bible, medical journals, and articles written in Hebrew.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Golden Gate Bridge is seen at dusk in San Francisco. While tourists stroll up and down it every day, on average someone jumps to their death every 13 days. Unlike other iconic structures, this bridge does not have a suicide barrier. After the Gamboa family lost their son to suicide, they resolved to do everything they could to campaign for a suicide barrier. (Published in the San Francisco Chronicle)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Kathy Contway remembers her grandson, Kyle Gamboa, 18, who jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge to his death in 2013, as she stands on the Municipal Pier in San Francisco. She says that grandparents are often the "forgotten mourners" during tragedies like this.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A flock of birds flies beneath the Golden Gate Bridge at sunset. At 11:45 a.m. on Sept. 20, 2013 Kyle stopped his truck in the middle of the highway, stepped out, ran onto the pedestrian walkway and jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge to his death.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Drawings of Kyle hang at his home in Sacramento. His classmates drew the portraits a few days after his death, and his family has never taken them down.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Manuel Gamboa III sits on his bed in San Francisco. He is two years older than his brother Kyle and says that he never told him that he was struggling with anything. Manuel's favorite last memory was going to the California State Fair weeks before Kyle's death and spending time together – just the two of them.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Manuel Gamboa Jr., Kyle’s father, looks around his son’s unchanged bedroom in Sacramento. He is still searching for answers as to why Kyle left them five years earlier.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Kymberlyrenee Gamboa, Kyle's mother, refuses to wash the last cup Kyle drank from. He had stopped at a McDonald's to get orange juice and a sandwich on his drive to San Francisco before jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The bay as seen from the Golden Gate Bridge. This is the second most popular place in the world to commit suicide after China’s Nanjing Yangtze River Bridge. Unlike other iconic structures like the Eiffel Tower and Empire State Building, this does not have a suicide barrier.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Manuel Gamboa, Jr. speaks at the Golden Gate Bridge Highway and Transportation District Board Meeting in San Francisco. Collectively, at least one Gamboa family member has attended every monthly meeting petitioning for a suicide barrier since Kyle jumped in 2013. The parents normally attend and make the four-hour round-trip drive from Sacramento to speak for two minutes.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Priya Clemens, left, director of public affairs, and Paolo Cosulich-Schwartz, public affairs specialist, both for the Golden Gate Bridge Highway and Transportation District, watch an update on the construction of the suicide barrier on the Golden Gate Bridge.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Manuel Gamboa III holds a picture that a child drew for him at the Golden Gate Bridge Highway and Transportation District Board Meeting. For his parents, these meetings are a way for them to cope with loss through activism, but for Manuel, they bring back the hard memories.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Erika Brooks, who lost her adopted daughter to a Golden Gate Bridge suicide, writes names of other suicide victims at Baker Beach. Throughout the day, families and friends take turns writing every recorded name of a bridge suicide victim - around 2,000 - in the sand and watch the waves wash them away.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Kathy Contway, far right, Kyle's grandmother, holds hands with survivors as Dana Bark, third from left, burns sage at Baker Beach. Dana lost his son Donavan Bark to a Golden Gate Bridge suicide in 2008 and started "Names in the Sand."</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>According to witnesses, on Sept. 20, 2013, Kyle drove across the bridge southbound coming from Sacramento, turned his truck around and jumped near Pole 77.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“Repeat after me, ‘I am a diabetic,’” the nurse said. “It’s part of the coping process.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“You were a few days away from slipping into a diabetic coma...and you would not have survived past 24 hours.” My sister told me on my 23rd birthday, September 28, 2019. I was discharged from the ICU where I had spent the previous two days with diabetic ketoacidosis, a life-threatening complication of Type 1 Diabetes, a condition in which the pancreas stops producing insulin. The cause is unknown.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I chalked up the fatigue and 20-pound weight loss to the marathon I was training for. I attributed my dry mouth to the California heat, even though I gagged every morning when I took a drink of water. My cycle stopped for three months and I was unable to hold my bladder. I explained away each symptom until, finally, I struggled to breathe.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>For the first two months before getting my durable medical equipment, I pricked my fingers about 8 times a day to check my blood sugar and gave myself about 4 insulin shots a day when eating.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I moved back into my childhood bedroom for a couple months where my only responsibility was to take care of my body.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“I just wish I could turn this off for a day. I can’t eat anything without thinking about it. I can’t workout without thinking about it. I can’t sit for too long without thinking about it. Literally every hour I expend energy thinking about blood sugar.” -journal entry December 15, 2020.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If I don’t give enough insulin to cover carbs, my blood sugar jumps high. Longterm, this leads to blindness or neuropathy, which is nerve damage that can require amputation.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If I give too much insulin, then my blood sugar drops. I become light-headed and risk passing out, and eventually this leads to brain damage or death. But if I habitually eat carbs to correct my blood sugar even when I’m not hungry, then I risk weight gain.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The target blood sugar range is 80-130, color-coded grey.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My dad-doctor wrote this reference sheet with target blood sugar numbers and symptoms.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Dad wrote me: “I know that God doesn’t make mistakes and am confident that your life will glorify Him more as a diabetic than it would otherwise.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Without insulin, the body feeds on fat and eventually muscle to survive, and this releases ketones, which are acids that become toxic if too many build up at once. Prior to the diagnosis, my body was burning fat to survive, which explained the extreme fatigue and weight loss. Losing fat at a rapid pace released ketones, which my body attempted to get rid of through frequent urination and deep raspy breaths.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My hair had fallen out in chunks because my body had shut down all non-essential tasks during survival mode. It took ten months to fully grow back.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Ironically, it took almost dying to feel content in my own skin. My body was leaner; my curves were gone. For the first time, I was completely satisfied with my reflection. But once I healed, my insecurities returned.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>It feels like my health is constantly tested, analyzed and graded.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Carbs are the gas in the tank for our bodies. Carbs give our bodies energy while protein and fat serve other purposes. I can still eat my favorite high-carb foods as a diabetic, but I’m more intentional about when.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Sitting down for hours or going on a long run vastly alters how much insulin my body needs. A half-cup of oatmeal with banana requires seven units of insulin, or a 6-mile run, or four units of insulin followed by a 1-mile walk.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I woke up in the middle of the night with high blood sugar, so I dragged myself out of bed to do 300 squats, 30 pushups and two 2-minute planks, which brought my blood sugar down by 150 units.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A pandemic induced virtual doctor appointment with my endocrinologist and roommate’s cat, Rob. Since getting diabetes, my A1C has fluctuated between 5.6 and 6.6. (A1C measures average blood sugar from the past three months. Below 5.7 is the standard recommendation, but Type 1 Diabetics are given wiggle room up to 7.0.)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The first time I wore a bikini since getting the blood sugar monitor. (photographed with assistance from Emilie Faiella)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“Is that your pager?” … “Do you use an old-school cellphone?” People ask about this PDM, my personal diabetes manager that connects wirelessly to the insulin pump on my body. It is pictured here, cracked, after learning how to skateboard.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>My goal is 100%.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>I am now immunocompromised and will always have a pre-existing health condition. I accept that. Mostly, I am grateful that this condition is manageable.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If I could change something about my appearance, it would be my scars, mostly from the insulin pumps. But I also know that scars are a mark of healing, and one day I hope to see my scars as small miracles.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Maggi Gifford and her grandson Hunter Blosser, 13, park outside the library in Glouster, Ohio, to use the Wi-Fi. As Americans anticipate the arrival of 5G wireless technology—with superfast data-transmission speeds expected to enable everything from superior home internet service to long-imagined technological advances like self-driving cars—it’s easy to forget that millions of people across the U.S. still have no broadband internet access in their homes. According to a 2019 Federal Communications Commission report, 21.3 million Americans lacked a broadband internet connection at the end of 2017. (Published in The Wall Street Journal)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The documentary “Do Not Pass Go” is screened at the Athens Public Library, about the efforts of a community in North Carolina to obtain widespread, fast, reliable internet service. This lack of access isn’t just about not being able to play the latest videogames online or stream movies on a phone. For people without broadband connections, it’s much harder to do things like conduct research for schoolwork, grow their own businesses or even find work online.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Greg Hall reacts as his internet connection fails 20 minutes before he is supposed to closed-caption a live broadcast TV program at his home in Pomeroy, Ohio. It sputters back to life minutes before his shift begins. This was before a local provider, Intelliwave, upgraded his package in August 2019 when he was recognized as a business because he works from home. Yet if he did not live on a hill, the satellite connection would not have been able to reach.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Hall paid for two megabits of upload speed and one download for 11 years but rarely got that much.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Libby Hall, 13, steps off the school bus for home. Until recently, she traveled 30 minutes with her mother after school to Ohio University where she could use the internet for schoolwork.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Libby and her mother Juanita Hall, a professor at Ohio University who is deaf, commuted nearly 14 years to Ohio University and the Athens Public Library for high-speed internet access. Mr. Hall required the lion’s share on the internet in their household as a closed-caption writer for live TV.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The Hall family can now access internet at the same time, but it costs about three times more than their previous setup.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Elijah Byrd, 16, a junior at Federal Hocking High School, does research for his homework on his cellphone. His mother can’t afford to spend $100 a month on internet, so his grandmother buys him a $55 unlimited data card each month, and Elijah then types his homework up on his Chromebook.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Byrd rubs his eyes while doing homework. For a journalism paper, he researched a website that didn't have a mobile version and struggled to read the information on his phone. He gave up in frustration and turned in the paper with minimal research done.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Byrd carries then-girlfriend Isis Mayle, 17, across his yard in Millfield, Ohio.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Jay and Annie Warmke live in a home made from mud, tires, wood, glass bottles and cans in Philo, Ohio. Internet was a new concept when they bought the land in 1996, so they didn’t foresee their personal need for it. The lack of broadband at home makes spreading their teaching methods for sustainable living more difficult. To upload or download files or conduct video calls they travel to a nearby library with Wi-Fi.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Warmke waits to welcome visitors for an “Earthship Tour” of the couple's property. After the construction of their home was complete, they published a newspaper story, and the next day over 400 people showed up. They stopped counting their visitors after the total reached 35,000 in 2004.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Visitors tour the Warmke’s 40-acre sustainability center called Blue Rock Station.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Ms. Warmke milks the goats and feeds the chickens.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>One of Mr. Warmke’s responsibilities working for the International Certification Accreditation Council is to assess solar-industry certification programs. More often than not, this is done remotely, so he has conducted international videoconference calls from his car parked outside the library after it has closed.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Warmke conducts a business call while the internet runs slowly in his home. An expert on solar technology, he has taught over 400 students who became certified solar installers. He would like to offer training courses online with a virtual-reality component to simulate installation. This is impossible with his current internet connection. “If your motivation was to promote the economic activity in rural America, this would be the place you would start,” he says. “There’s a lot of us—we’re just not clustered in one location.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Every morning the Warmkes sit outside their home and talk over his coffee and her tea. "If you talk to people who have access to internet, immediately it's a nonissue, 'cause it's like, 'Well, that's weird, I have it,' " says Mr. Warmke.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The sun rises in Pomeroy, Ohio.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Nestled between idyllic meadows and rolling hills in Pomeroy, Ohio, is the Snowville Creamery dairy farm. In the 10 years since it was established, the business has grown, and its milk, yogurt and cheese products are now available at Whole Foods stores in several states on the East Coast and in the Midwest.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>If the farm had access to broadband, its owners could process data from bar codes on the company’s products as orders are fulfilled, allowing the farm to streamline shipping and inventory tracking and make mistakes less likely. On days when their current service is particularly slow, people working on the company’s computers can spend an extra hour or more waiting for the internet to load, which ultimately costs the business more.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Currently, employees hand count each item, as they load them into boxes and onto pallets for shipment, a time-consuming process that “frequently leaves room for error,” says Tapan Alam, an engineer at Snowville Creamery.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The randomness of who gets connection mostly depends on whether fiber optic wire is laid near your property or if there is a tower nearby that allows you to connect wirelessly, but the terrain in rural areas often blocks a clear reception.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Nate Myers, an employee at the sustainable farm Integration Acres in Albany, Ohio, hulls black walnuts. The farm sells several other products online, but without broadband, productivity is hindered when processing orders and communicating with customers. Myers’ wife and some of her friends say they could boost their income if they had broadband access that would allow them to work from home.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Megan Ogle, an employee at Integration Acres, milks goats. There is also an Airbnb on the property, but interested guests sometimes back out when they learn that it has no internet connection.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>The home of Tim Traxler and Cathy Sitko lies several miles down Highway 550, around a mile-and-a-half curvy road that feels like an endless driveway and finally up a steep gravel path. Deep in the woods, their home feels like a safe haven from civilization.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Mr. Traxler and Ms. Sitko pay for 25 Mbps upload—the standard for broadband—but only get about 15 Mbps. Sitko still relies on her phone most of the time. They still order Netflix DVDs because streaming is not an option. “I’ve adjusted,” she says.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>"One day we just didn’t have any internet, and then another day went by and another day,” said Ms. Sitko.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Traxler helps decorate their first Christmas tree in over a decade. They were told by an internet company that in order to have a clear signal on their property, they must cut down two of their 80-foot trees. After the trees were removed, the company said those were the wrong trees. Unnecessarily destroying trees "was like cutting off his arm," said Ms. Sitko.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Bill Krotzer moved from California to Athens, Ohio, to care for his sister with breast cancer. After he bought a house and moved in, he discovered that he cannot get internet. One month later, his sister died.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A couple times a week, Mr. Krotzer drives to the library for connection. He is too drained emotionally and financially to move back to California. His street in Ohio has similarities to his old neighborhood: both have twelve houses with little traffic and friendly neighbors. But socially, this haven of peace feels isolated without broadband. “I didn’t even think about not having it [Wi-fi],” he says. “It’s like water.” Back home, he flourished with 60 megabits of speed – an invisible window into the world of connectivity.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Libraries in southeastern Ohio are the lifeblood of internet connectivity for people of all generations to study, communicate and work. While companies have the ability to build the infrastructure to expand broadband access, there is little financial incentive to do so in rural areas with only a handful of users.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Donte Henderson plays with his pet snake named “Yella” at Summer Night Lights (SNL), a gang-intervention initiative put on by the Los Angeles Mayor’s Office in 32 city parks. In a South LA neighborhood, community members are helping the younger generation break the cycle of violence. With little else to do over the long summer, this park becomes a place for young people to spend time off the streets, and it is the only SNL park where people from two different gang-affiliated communities come.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Sono Johnson, left, enjoys spending time with her friends at the park, and Dug Phillips, right, brings his kids to play.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Teenagers enter the park at dusk. Food and activities are provided four evenings a week.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“These teenagers, they could be anywhere else but they’re here,” says Kiah Kyle, a youth squad worker who helps facilitate SNL. “They may not be doing too much, but they’re here - not doing other stuff.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Jmauriaughn Rayne, 10, hangs upside down and links arms with his friends.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Stephanie Bagby’s tattoo means “just live.”</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Every night is different. Sometimes people break; sometimes they slink off into their corners; there is always the familiar drum of the basketball. “We can dance and everyone get along. And it’s safe,” says Chris Johnson, 21.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Michael Morse comes to SNL to zone out and remember his daughter who was killed at 10 months of age. “When I see this [kids] it's joy. It's peace for a moment,” he says.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A young girl at SNL watches as officers tow a car.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>A group of teenagers argues after one of them was slapped. “Some parents drop their kids off for us to babysit and then they go out and party,” says Pastor Tyrice Cagle, a former gang-member turned pastor who is a leader at the park. Other SNL parks attract families who spend the evenings together, but there are hardly ever parents at this one.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Xavier Jones, 9, as Pennywise at the last SNL meeting of the summer.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“We gotta change the narrative. We gotta show them a better way,” says Pastor Tyrice Cagle, a former gang-member turned pastor who a bridge between the SNL community and the LAPD. “I love my community,” he says.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Officer Rebecca Martin, the first female to work the gang unit in this division, remembers Pastor Tyrice Cagle from his past life in gangs, and now they work together. “I didn't believe in former gang members until Cagle showed me otherwise,” she says.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>“This neighborhood doesn’t have a movie theater or a community center. They need a place to hang out,” says Officer Gary.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Taija Blair, 19, a youth squad volunteer for SNL, says, “I don't even feel like I'm at work,” she says.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Shanie Williams, 14, center, plays with her sisters Kayla Williams, 15, left, and Niya Williams, 16. They live in the neighborhood and come to get out of the house.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Shayonni Phillips, 7, gets her portrait drawn by a painter who volunteers his time at different SNL parks.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Arya Bagby, 6, throws a punk boy doll into the air on one of the last nights of the summer.</image:caption>
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    <loc>https://lizmoughon.com/bullets-have-no-names</loc>
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    <lastmod>2026-03-24</lastmod>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia Norment, left, holds onto friend Christopher 2X as she prepares to release balloons into the sky in memorial of her son, Dequante Hobbs Jr. He was shot by a stray bullet through their kitchen window in the west end of Louisville, Ky. the night before. He was 7. (Published in the Courier-Journal)</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Smoke drifts into the sky from fireworks at a Louisville family gathering on July 4th, which had been Dequante's favorite holiday.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia sips a drink in Master P's bus on the way to his concert in New Orleans. A photo of Dequante was displayed for thousands to see while Master P sang "I Miss My Homies."</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia rests on her mother, Priscilla's, lap after a long day at the Essence Festival in New Orleans. Family is still Micheshia's life blood.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Zanique Norment, 3, Micheshia's only other child, wraps her arm around her mother's leg at a family barbecue in Louisville. "What do you tell to a three-year-old that's been with her brother for three years, since she came onto this earth from my stomach? He's gone to another life," Micheshia says. "We may not see him, but he sees us. That's the only way I can explain it to my daughter."</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia looks at her daughter, Zanique, as she sits in the car driver's seat and pretends to drive. After Dequante was killed, Micheshia considered suicide but decided to fight for her daughter instead, knowing that's what Dequante would want.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>"When I go in that house it's evil," Micheshia says as she packs up her old house where Dequante was shot. "I feel it should be nobody else moving in that house. It's a danger hazard, especially if a person has children."</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Over a month after Dequante's funeral, deflated Paw Patrol balloons blow into the street after barely holding onto his front porch rail. These had been his favorite cartoon characters.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia worships at church with her mother and answered the alter call by putting her trust in God. She often shares encouraging Bible verses on her Instagram.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Until Micheshia can raise enough money for a headstone, a mere dirt hole is all that is left of her son, Dequante Jr. "I like to talk to my son face to face,” she says. “Talking to a ground ain't my thing but I don't have a choice."</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia, her mother Priscilla, and other family members light lanterns in honor of Dequante Jr. in New Orleans.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Knova Abshire, 4, explores the bedroom of his late cousin, Dequante Jr. in Louisville, Ky. where they used to play together.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia plays with Dequante's old bike and scooter in her new home. It is only 10 minutes away from her old house in the west end of Louisville, but this is a much safer neighborhood.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>"Hearing the water, the waves, come up was so relaxing," Micheshia says, soaking in an opportunity to decompress after her New Orleans getaway where she was honored by rapper Master P and experienced the ocean for the first time.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Micheshia wades in a New Orleans beach for her first time with her cousin, Neca Jones.</image:caption>
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