Her diagnosis was confirmed within the week.
Back then, if you uttered the word "camp" to me, it might have been enough to make me slide to the floor, grabbing my chest with palpitations. CAMP? *ME* send *MY* daughter off to C-A-M-P???
Liiiike WITHOUT me, right?
It was so far away. Nowhere on my radar. Perhaps a long term goal, but certainly not something I'd need to worry about anytime soon.
Where has the time gone?
Fast forward 6 years, and, sooner than I can wrap my brain around, I'll be packing up some extra infusion sets for a weekend away at diabetes camp. How did this happen?
Wasn't she JUST toddling around with a sippy cup? Entering preschool? Learning to read?
|October, 2005 - 3 months after her T1 dx.|
Truth be told, I'm not worried about diabetes. I know she can handle it with a little help from the camp staff. Speaking of which, I also know there's going to be plenty of staff on hand to make sure her first camp experience is a memorable one. She's going to do things she's never done before...like horseback riding, and archery, and ...well... BE AT CAMP! With 19 other kids around her age who also have diabetes (a few of whom who have celiac as well).
I'm actually NOT worried about camp.
I'm worried that the time is going too fast. I'm worried that I'll blink, and another 6 years will have passed...this time bringing eyeliner, teen mood swings, and - gulp - boys. I worry that time will pass as quickly with the other 2. I'm worried that my mind will be so caught up in blood sugars and numbers, that I'll miss too many tender moments before they're grown. Sometimes I want to stop the hands of time, just to hold them a little longer.
Yes, my friends, she's going to camp.
She'll be doing the Big Blue Test.
Meeting with a Congressman for the Promise to Remember Me Campaign.
Preparing to be the Student of the Week in her class.
And she MIGHT even make a quick "appearance" tomorrow night, when I'm the guest on BlogTalk Radio's DSMA Live. (11/10/11, 9 PM EST -- BE THERE!)
She's growing up whether I'm ready or not.
That's all there is to it.