The day is half done, and I haven’t gotten a darn thing accomplished.
The thing they never tell you about diabetes is what a time suck it is.
You not only have to manage the medical end of it, you also have to manage the business end of it.
And lucky me – I’ve got twice the fun with two diabetic kids.
You can’t opt out.
You can’t end the call.
You can’t take your business elsewhere.
Well you can, but only with prior insurance authorization.
And good luck with that.
It’s going to be one of those days.
I think I’m going to need a burrito to get me through this.
How many carbs is that?
Unless it contains arsenic,
or E. coli,
yes, he can eat that.
To all of my fellow Type 1 Diabetes parents, let’s play a game this holiday season.
Every time someone asks, “Can he eat that?” we take a shot.
Oops, I already lost.
Yes, he can eat that.
I’ve got my eye on him.
He knows what he’s doing.
He’s a rock star.
Let him enjoy his holiday.
November is Diabetes Awareness Month.
Both of my sons have T1 diabetes.
I don’t need a special month to become aware.
I’m painfully aware of diabetes every single day of my life.
I vowed, on that first day, even though I was terrified, that we would simply make the adjustments and carry on.
And we have.
It hasn’t been easy.
Some days have been awful.
Diabetes is like that.
On the bad days, we make the adjustments and carry on.
Because f**k you, diabetes.