Over the weekend, I attended a technology and research update hosted by JDRF.
On the way downtown, I realized that I wasn't exactly sure where I was going. I mean, I had an idea....but....I wasn't POSITIVE about how to get to my destination. Jason was at a birthday party so I called him. He is the master of navigation...as a Helicopter Mechanic, he's seen views of this city that most of us don't ever think about. Anyway, after a quick confirmation, I was set.
Until the exit was closed.
Go too far.
Get slightly lost.
Suffice to say that I was, you know, SLIGHTLY frazzled when we arrived 30 minutes late.
The event was held at a movie theater. The kids were treated to a free screening of Alpha and Omega while the parents were across the hall, in another theater, being treated to some great information and a panel discussion.
I listened to information about immune and beta cell therapies....new insulins on the horizon...and an update on the Artificial Pancreas Project. It was all very exciting. I found myself feeling hopeful, excited, and motivated.....I was reminded of why we've spent 5 years working so hard to support JDRF.
And then they introduced her.
It kind of caught me off guard. She had RSVP'd to attend the event, and they wanted to honor her. When they said that she had just celebrated her 50th anniversary with diabetes, I started to cry. I didn't expect it....it's just that I can't honestly say that I've ever met anyone who has lived with Type 1 for 50 years. Even as a R.N. with 16 years experience caring for patients....50 years with Type 1 Diabetes just isn't something I run across everyday.
When it's been 50 years for Sugar, she'll be 52. I'll be 52 in 14 years. In 14 years I'm still planning to have kids in college - weddings to plan - grandchildren to anticipate...
At 52, there's still so much life left to live.
And there she was. Beautiful. Healthy. Sporting her MM pump and CGM.
I was inspired.