Dream a Little Dream

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Diabetes Blog Week - Day 7


** The songs for the day were "What a Wonderful World" by Nat King Cole and "Dream a Little Dream" by The Mamas and the Papas. **

Our instructions for today....

To wrap up Diabetes Blog Week, let’s pretend a cure has been found. We are all given a tiny little pill to swallow and *poof* our pancreases are back in working order. No side effects. No more insulin resistance. No more diabetes. Tell us what your life is now like. Or take us through your first day celebrating life without the Big D. Blog about how you imagine you would feel if you no longer were a Person With Diabetes.



Wow.



As much as I work for a cure, I have not given much thought to what life WITHOUT D would really be like. It's one of those "too good to be true" things. But it does not take me long to come up with a whole list of things that we would do if diabetes ceased to exist.



We would...



SLEEP. Through the night. Night after night after night after night....



Never set an alarm to go off at 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 again. And certainly never set an alarm for ALL those times.



Never hold my breath when I go into wake her up in the morning - because I would no longer fear that she has passed away in the middle of the night.



Sweets would never be woken up in the middle of the night to drink juice.



Buy every color and kind of Peep made and let her ENJOY them!



Enjoy a meal without counting carbs, giving insulin, and recording it all in our little blue book.



Forget the carb values for every food imaginable.



Sweets would get to have playdates at a friends house - because it would no longer be too much to ask.



Not interrupt playtime, dance, gymnastics, SCHOOL to check blood sugar.



Not worry if she fell down. Not hold my breath until she gets up.



Sweetpea's fingertips would no longer always look dirty - because all those millions of little bruises and holes from bg checks would heal and disappear forever.



Sweetpea's rump would no longer have little red marks all over it because we would no longer be inserting a needle into her body and connecting an insulin pump.



I would no longer see my child's blood every. single. day.



Sweets could go to slumber parties with her friends.



Sweets could drive a car without having to test bg first.



Sweets could go away to college without being hounded by a frantic mother about her bg. ( I KNOW this will happen.)



Sweets would live a long, healthy life - and things like HEART ATTACK, STROKE, NEUROPATHY, BLINDNESS, AMPUTATIONS, KIDNEY FAILURE... would not be part of her reality.



We would throw a party - no, a PARTY! We would serve things like pizza, ice cream, cake, and cookies with no worries. We would not watch every bite that she takes. We would have a bonfire and make smores. We would throw into the fire ALL OF OUR SUPPLIES. In go the syringes, the insulin, the sets, the tegaderm, the numbing cream, the alcohol wipes, the lancets, the finger prickers, the meters, the strips, the cases, the pouches, the ketone strips, the blood ketone tester and blood ketone strips....



We would save one of each supply and put it into a shadow box and hang in prominently in our house so that every day we see WHAT WAS and give thanks to God for what now IS.



But before any of that...



I would fall to my knees and weep.



For a long, long time.





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