Thursday, January 26, 2012
Twelve years ago today we sat in a hospital room with our 4 year old daughter ready- well, "ready" or not- to start our new life with T1. I remember the little blonde, blue eyed baby who would giggle every time Dr. T would come near her. She was so ticklish! She insisted on a band aide after each fingerpoke and her little fingers held every color of fluorescent by the end of the day. It feels like yesterday and when I think of it, my heart still clenches the same way and I wish I could rewind the clock to take back all the pain this nasty disease would or could cause her. Some days are so much harder than others - there is always kind of a roller coaster - weeks of good and weeks of anger and weeks of coasting. In retrospect, I can honestly say I believe, in general, she has laughed more than she has cried and that is amazing to me! I am very proud of her and her determination not to let this disease control her life. In recent weeks, I have noticed even more of a change in her, a maturity. She recently met with our nutritionist and came out of the meeting smiling! I can't remember the last time we left the clinic with a smile. She was excited about making healthy eating choices and had recently begun to work out with a friend on a regular basis. The other night, she asked me if I wanted to listen to her speech for English. It was about Diabetes and focused largely on the lack of education and money available for treatment world wide- particularly in developing countries. Here is the link to the video she included: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vi-QAcZAH7Q. It is very enlightening and heartbreaking. It makes us count our blessings. Twelve years later, our baby is still active, still healthy, still giggling when Dr. T needs to examine her. Twelve years later, she meets the T1 challenge every day and she is teaching others. With knowledge is power and progress- I wonder where we will be 12 years from now?