One minute I am teaching my 6th graders writing; the next minute the school secretary comes into my classroom to tell me my husband is on the phone.
One minute I am annoyed because a kid got sick and he can’t leave work to get them; the next minute I remember Wednesdays are his day off.
One minute the secretary says, “He tried texting you. Should I tell him you will call him back?”; the next minute I walk over to my desk to check my phone.
One minute the text doesn’t make sense at all; the next minute I am walking to the office to talk to him on the phone.
One minute he is telling me that her iron is fine, but her blood sugar is high; the next minute the room is spinning and I am asking him, “What does this mean for my girl?”
One minute he is saying, “She has diabetes. I am at the hospital. I need you to come here now.”; the next minute I am trying to keep it together to get to my room and grab my purse, coat, and car keys.
One Lifetime of finger pokes before she eats.
One lifetime of finger pokes two hours after her insulin.
One lifetime of finger pokes if she feels “jittery” (low) or thirsty, angry, tired (high) to see her blood sugar level.
One lifetime of 2:00 am blood sugar checks.
One lifetime of sleepless nights.
One lifetime of 10-12 finger pokes a day.
One lifetime of insulin shots – one after each meal and one at bedtime.
One lifetime of constant worry.
One lifetime of being brave and strong even when you are only 10 years and 9 days old.
One year later . . .
I refuse to let March 21st be the worst day of her life forever, so today I took a personal day and we did what my sweet girl wanted to do (with one request from me).
I let her sleep in (which means eating a late breakfast so all her shots were off time-wise) until 10:45 am. Breakfast was a cake pop and chocolate milk at Starbucks. Off to the nail salon to get manicures, and then we headed downtown to spend the day in the city. Our first stop was to see my friend and her daughter at Rush Hospital – my request – (she is recovering remarkably well), then off to Cheesecake Factory for lunch (at 5:00 pm), then shopping at Water Tower Place. We closed the place up at 9:00 pm.
My girl loved her day with me, almost as much as I love my brave, strong, little girl!