I did something tonight just out of habit. I didn’t even think about it until afterwards, then I decided that was a really strange thing to do, unless you have diabetes. I made some raspberry lemonade from concentrate in a clear jug. That’s not so unusual for someone, but if you have diabetes, you have to know what it is you are drinking and how many carbs are in it.
So I took a sticky note and wrote Raspberry Lemonade, 1 cup = 30 gm, and taped it to the container. After I did it, I thought if someone not in our family looks at that, they’ll wonder what that means. But when you have two children with diabetes, they have to know whether it’s a sugar-free drink or not. And I frequently have sugar free lemonade in the fridge, so if I put some with sugar in there, they have to know.
So that just made me think of all the things that are a “new normal” to me that I don’t even think about anymore. Like keeping candy and a granola bar in my purse all the time, grabbing a meter when we walk out the door, telling Sara to “put in 45” or whatever number of carbs everytime she eats, reminding Josh to check his blood sugar, packing extra infusion sets when we leave for the day, or getting up in the middle of the night to check a blood sugar if I suspect based on the bedtime number that I need to check it.
So kudos to all the parents who do all the extra things each day, and to the children with diabetes who have to deal with it each day (and hourly sometimes). We don’t even realize sometimes how much extra we have to do and how much extra emotional energy is spent on diabetes.