For those of you who dont know this yet I am officially diagnosed as a Type 1 diabetic. Late onset but still type 1, which means that almost everything I have learned to this point about diabetes is now null and void. This is auto immune and my body has a mind of its own.
I have been struggling to keep perspective….I KNOW a lot about Type 2 diabetes and while it is good information to know some of it doesn’t apply to Type 1. Type 1 is is the simplest definition is my body has decided to stop producing any insulin and is attacking itself. You know outside enemies are hard but when your own body is a spy working against you IT BITES!
For a long time they really didn’t know what I was….now they have decided I was/am in a “honeymoon” phase of type one. It is an extended “honeymoon”. I really want to know what genius come up with that particular term for this phase of T1 diabetes. May I just say at this point if I married diabetes and it treated me like diabetes has….I would have taken it to the west desert, killed it, and hid all remains!!!! Come on……a honeymoon does NOT constitute in my head what my last year and half of life has been! UGH
Anyhow…all of us like/dislike labels. Sometimes we agree with the, sometimes we disagree but human nature is to categorize things. So for right now my label is T1 diabetes. YES ADULTS CAN GET IT but no matter the age NONE of us want it.
A friend of mine has a 6 year old girl with T1 diabetes. Her and her mom were cuddling on the bed when she asked her mom this question “If you could have 1 wish what would it be?” Her mom replies “I don’t know, what about you?” all the while thinking this should be good….it is close to Christmas. The little girl looks up and says “I would wish I didn’t have diabetes”. How do you answer that?
Well I know what I have but like that little girl……….I wish I didn’t but since I do….how about using it to help people. I have an unusual perspective in that I also have diabetes and I also know a far amount about dogs and I love to help people. If I have to have it then I am not going to have it in vain.
My hope, wish, and prayer, day in and day out, is a cure for this insidious disease that has stolen a part of my children's innocence. Make a wish at Disney World? Yep, that was it. Wish on the candles on my birthday cake? You guessed it. Prayers every night for the health and safety of my children. And never, EVER allowing myself to think too hard about what *could* happen to them. Just can't go there.
ReplyDeleteAnd Max alerted on Tristan the other night. And then was too busy enjoying her treat to notice Shannon had dropped to 42. But, hey, it's a step, right? LOL!