Today I woke-up and saw that it was raining. Rainy days and Mondays always get me down (sounds like that could be a song….oh wait…..it is!). So in the spirit of NOT LETTING a rainy monday get us down; I went to the Children with Diabetes humorous tidbit site and took some funny stories to put a smile on your face today (with permission of course).
Besides, you look better with a smile on your face, did you know that? Feel free to add your own….we need to laugh now and again….don’t’cha’ think?
My son was dressed and ready to go in the pool. He also had disconnected his insulin pump. He said, “Mom can you blow up my raft?” I replied, “Sure, honey go get the pump.” He came outside with his insulin pump instead of the air pump. I couldn’t stop laughing!
One evening, after dinner, our daughter who has diabetes asked me to get her some Hershey’s Kisses to eat. I grabbed the bag as her siblings also asked for some. I gave two to her sister, then I gave my daughter two. She said, “Please give me another one; I bolused for three.” Her non-diabetic sister quickly chimed it, “Well, I bolused for five.”
When my daughter was in kindergarten one of her classmates told his mom, “Noelle has to go the health office all the time.” When she asked him why, he said, “Because she is diabolical.” Of course, she knew what he meant. We still call her our diabolical diabetic.
I was sending my son a text this morning – he has a stomach bug and low ketones – and my note was “remember, fluids and insulin will make the ketones go away.” It autocorrected to “fluids and insulin will make the kittens go away.”
My son was diagnosed in August 2003 when he was 11 months of age. He’s now nine years old. One day, he checked his blood sugar and his reading was 250. He decided to recheck it because he’d be eating soon and hoped for a lower reading. The second reading was higher than 250, so he said, “I’ll go with the first reading.”
When I explained to my 5-year-old daughter that we probably shouldn’t inject in her tummy too often as it would make her tummy not so pretty, she replied (in all her innocence) “What, like yours, mummy?”
Conversation overheard between my daughter and her dad:
Daughter: Hi Daddy!
Dad: Hey baby! How are you doing?
Daughter: In life or in numbers?
I am a diabetes dad.
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