Yesterday, while perusing Facebook, I saw some "This Day in History" posts that on July 27, 1921 insulin was first isolated by Frederick Banting and Charles Best.
This is a big deal.
Every time I hear something like this, I can't help but stop and feel totally, completely, overwhelmingly grateful to these men.
I can't event think about before insulin.
I recently read a book called Breakthrough: Elizabeth Hughes, The Discovery of Insulin, and The Making of a Medical Miracle. It was fascinating. And gut wrenching.
The story from the book that sticks with me the most is how in the first treatment center the children were kept on a very strict diet. At the brink of starvation. They were not allowed to have pets. One boy, with some string pulling, was permitted to have a bird. The boy died. He ate the bird seed. This story makes my breath catch in my throat at the hopelessness and pain and torment of what it was like to live with T1D back then.
Last summer, we visited a Titanic exhibit. I've always been fascinated with the Titanic and Sweets has inherited that curiosity as well. When you begin the exhibit, you are given the name of a passenger. At the end, you can look to see if you survived or perished.
Sweets kept asking over and over if she survived. And I couldn't help but think about what her life would have been like 1912. Had she developed diabetes then... If she was 6 years old in 1912... Well, she wouldn't have been 6 years old. She wouldn't have seen 4. Diabetes would have taken her life before then. That was the reality of life back then.
I suppose it's morbid to think about that. I can't help it.
I just always try to focus on how grateful I am for the world we live in now.
I am so thankful that we have insulin to keep her alive. New technology to keep her safe and healthy. Supplies that make living life with diabetes much easier.
Of course, it doesn't go unnoticed that life is not like this everywhere in the world today.
When I think that there are still children dying in this world because they don't have access to insulin...
Walking for days to get the medical care they need... Having to choose between eating or getting supplies...
My heart hurts.
It's not just in third world countries that this happening. It's happening where we live, too.
I know this isn't the most upbeat post in the world. But the reality is that it's not the most upbeat topic. It may not be fun to talk about. It may make us uncomfortable. It may make us wonder what we can really do help anyway. And if anything we could do would really matter.
I'd like to believe that we CAN make a difference.
It may not be November when we hear about diabetes awareness all month long. But it's always the right time to take action.
So I'm going to throw this out there.
Take a minute. Take a few dollars. And DO something.
Here are some options...
Life For a Child - help a child for as little as $1
Sign up to become an advocate for JDRF - do not be intimidated... this easy and takes only a few minutes!
Call your Members of Congress and encourage them to renew the SDP - click here to find the number and exactly what to say!
Email your Members of Congress about critical diabetes issues - Click here for options and many templates just waiting for use!
Check out JDRF. Become a mentor. Participate in the Ride to Cure. Or the Walk to Cure. Attend a Gala. It's all so much fun you won't even know you're working for the cause!
Do a little research and see how you can help in your own community.
The options are really endless.
Which is good - because the END of diabetes, the END of suffering from this disease, is what we're working towards. Not just for us - but for the entire world.
The past motivates to turn my thankfulness into action. The future motivates me to do whatever possible to help my daughter live a long and healthy life. The present is the time to DO SOMETHING.
Wanna join me?
** Please link any ideas or opportunities to get involved that you know of!**