I want it back the way it was.
We dug out for 7 hours yesterday. The official results is that our little town in Medford, Long Island was hit the hardest with 33 inches. I measured 31 inches but who am I to squabble at two inches.
Just as we were finishing, some friends of Rob came by and they all went sleigh riding. On a snowy day that is what kids do, right? And what do you think we’re thinking about?
Just about every parent in the aftermath of a snow storm went to play in the snow and I cannot get my thought process off the point: “Make sure you check your blood.” After shoveling for hours, now out in the fun and each parent who lives with this disease knows EXACTLY what I am talking about.
During the ‘digging’ Jill and I took turns. We did not discuss it, it was just parent-nature kicking in. We took turns looking, observing, and occasionally asking, “How are you feeling?” Always ‘making-sure’.
I hate diabetes. I do.
Every little thing we do always has one eye on making sure. That ‘making sure’ list is a mile long. We cannot even shovel snow without worrying about what it does, did, or can do.
We all moved on through the day. We got through it. We? Well our kids got through it. We just observed. We just watched. We just hoped.
It seems like forever-ago we played in the snow with no concerns but staying warm. No more. “Making-sure” is in our lives now. Moved in and took residence. Every parent has some degree of ‘making sure’; those of who have kids with diabetes ‘making sure’ is like good morning. Oh yeah, and to many parents that first ‘making sure’ when we walk into the bedroom to wake our kids up is the scariest 30 seconds of our lives……every day.
Just ‘making sure’.
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