Mostly True Memoirs
Seriously? The fun never stops for a Type One Diabetes Mom.
I thought I knew it all about being a Type One Diabetes Mom.
Apparently, I still have some lessons to learn.
Last night I learned that I need to hide some glucose tablets.
I know, I know, it seems counterintuitive to hide this lifesaving measure from the very people who need it the most.
I have told both Grown Sons, over and over and over, to stay ahead of their diabetes supplies.
If they are prepared, they will never run out.
“Mom I need a glucose tablet,” one of them bellowed late last night.
“I just bought you some.”
“Well, I’m out.”
Seriously? Does he eat them like candy? How can he be out already?
I asked the other Grown Son for a glucose tablet.
He was also out.
This one seems to eat them like candy too.
Neither of them gave any thought to replenishing their supplies.
I had some marshmallows in the pantry, so the problem was solved.
Today I bought a new supply of glucose tablets.
I gave a stack to each Grown Son.
I kept some for myself and hid them.
Someone needs to think ahead.
And it’s probably not going to be either one of them.
Seriously. The fun never stops for a Type One Diabetes Mom.