After almost seven years of managing Sugar's sugar, I have to admit that I have fallen into a couple "traps". For the most part, I have decided that life is too short to spend it hoping things I have no control over could be different. While this viewpoint hasn't changed, I must admit that it felt good be encouraged by the current research intended to continuously improve the quality of my daughter's future. It was comforting to reflect on how far technology has come, and exciting to think about where it is going.
I've also fallen into a shallow trap of feeling like there isn't anything "new" to take in. Lows? Highs? School? Pumping? Carbs? Been there. Done that. And I'll do it again tomorrow. Somewhere along the line, I've forgotten how much you miss when you stop looking for something new. I left last weekend with tidbits of knowledge that were either brand new or freshly reinforced. More importantly, however, I realized (once again) that surrounding myself with friendship, support, and community is the best remedy for the stale ruts that have become all too familiar lately.
One of the highlights for me was the opportunity to meet Manny, Cherise, Bill, and Mike. I've been blogging for about 4 years, and have connected with several of these names online for quite awhile. Being able to introduce them to my husband, get some real-life hugs, and share their laughter was good for my soul!
When I first began learning about he DOC, I wasn't sure where (or if) I'd fit in. As a parent without diabetes, I couldn't relate to the firsthand experience of managing my own blood sugars. In this sport, I guess I thought of myself as a sideline coach, and really wasn't sure if I'd be welcome in the player's circle...but, fortunately, that hasn't been the case at all. I'm completely honored to have been embraced by such amazing people. These adults teach me something new everyday -- about creating a life of joy, making memories, and not allowing diabetes to get in the way of our dreams.
I've been surrounded by kids with their meters, syringes, and pumps. I've tested Sugar alongside other parents at least a zillion times -- but it was a unique experience for me to hang out among these guys. Big kids, all grown up -- taking charge of their diabetes -- beep, test, beep. Regardless of how the insulin is getting in, at the end of the day we're in the same family.
I really want to send a special thank you to the adults with diabetes EVERYWHERE who have taken the time to hear our story. Thank you for connecting with me, sharing a part of yourself, and allowing a glimpse into what the future could hold for my daughter. Thank you for reminding me that there's no need to rush -- she'll grow up soon enough. Thank you for empathizing with my reality. Learning to let go and eventually transferring control of her diabetes care is, perhaps, on of the hardest challenges I'll ever face. Thank you for sharing my joy, and acknowledging the victory for the little things -- such as staying after school independently for Drama Club.
I love you all.
I guess the only disappointment about the conference would have to be the attendance.
Creme de la creme experts, lunch, children's activities, awesome information booths...all in one incredible place....
And only 42% of people who registered showed up. There was a wait list of families who wanted to attend, but the tickets were gone when they were ready to register.
Sadly, the lack of participation, could potentially inhibit our chapter from ever being able to host something like this again.
Let's hope that won't be the case.
Part 1: Transforming Lives - Overview
Part 2: Transforming Lives - Notes
Part 3: Transforming Lives - Closing Thoughts