10 Reasons Why it Rocks to Hang with a T1D Parent!

I was invited by a T1D mom (that means her child has T1D) for a night out since her amazing daughter with T1D was away at Diabetes Camp. Basically this means that she can have a little break from managing her daughter's diabetes (the camp counselor and nurses assist with that during that week.). I had an amazing time and thought…T1D parents rock and I just had to share or with my Cut The BSers…so here is:

10 reasons why it rocks to hang out with a T1D parent!

1. They're so ready for a night out. Having the opportunity to let your hair down and have fun is rare for a parent of a T1D child…so when it does happen…ya wanna be around!

2. They know what you're doing at the happy hour table. No questions as to what we are doing and why there's blood on my finger.

3. They know how to carb count!!! Since they do all the carb counting for their child…they can do it for you too! Bolus me!

4. They're always in mom/dad mode. Adulting can be hard…adulting with T1D…can be even harder. Sometimes it's a relief to pass the torch on to someone who understands because I won't argue with them they way their T1D child might. Tell me what to do…it's cool! I'm soooooo ok with that!

5. They always have a juice box ready! They also have glucose tabs and other random treats on them. They are always equipped in case of a low!

6. They probably volunteer and are members of the same community you are in. So those days when you can't go on…they're there to remind you to keep going…but not before we enjoy this happy hour!

7. They have a sense of humor about diabetes. Sometimes we have to and they have some of the best stories! I'll drink to that!

8. They don't judge…ever. I've never heard, "Should you be eating that?" from a T1D parent. It could be because they have spent so much time helping their own T1D kid(s) live normal lives and bolusing for normal things that they don't blame us one bit for ordering that elephant ear!

9. We can be a resource for them. We can be here to be sounding boards. They can ask us if we were rebellious at their kid's age and why, or how they can be supportive of their child. They can ask us to describe what a low feels like and how we may need to be helped. It feels good to be able to give back to the people who take care of us.

10. They have the biggest hearts ever! Their hearts are overflowing with concern, advocacy, and love. They are true crusaders to our cause.

Cheers to all the T1D Moms, Dads, Brothers, Sisters, and Friends out there! You inspire me and empower me to continue on this T1D journey. Until our next outing…line dancing perhaps?

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Open Letter to my New Friends from the First Ever Diabetes UnConference

Open Letter to my New Friends from the First Ever Diabetes UnConference



Dear newest and best friends a CutTheBSGirl could ask for,

I sit here in awe of the weekend I just had with you all, attendees, facilitators, and sponsors.  I had no expecatations of the weekend but I cannot believe how much I learned from each of you.  I actually went into this thing, thinking I didn’t belong there because I have only been a PWD for 2 years and 9 months.  I was scared.  I was afraid I was going to hear things like, “Oh, you’re so new.  You can’t possibly need to go to an event like this.” I did not hear that once this weekend.  You were open, candid, funny, frustrated, happy, angry, and most of all, genuine with me.  You also created an atomosphere where I could be open with my own feelings of being a PWD.  My heart is heavy…I can’t figure out if its because we all had to part ways yesterday and I’m sad, or if it is because my heart is overflowing with love, encouragment, and a sense of peace with how I’ve been living my D-life thus far.

I learned this weekend many things:

  1. Diabetes doesn’t really have a “type” it likes to strike.  We varied greatly in size, shape, color, gender, personality, food preferences, and fashion styles.  One of the few things we had in common were our busted pancreases and that it wasn’t our fault no matter what anyone may say or think.  Another thing was the sense of humor we have about this chronic condition were share.
  2. I’ve been burrying my thoughts and personal feeling on Diabetes deep down by filling my schedule with “stuff” and have just thrown on a happy face.  I learned this weekend that it’s ok to be angry and frustrated about it, but to not let that anger and fustration consume me.  
  3. I miss my Dexcom.  IV3000 here I come!
  4. I’m not alone.  Yes, I know, you’re thinking, “Well, Duh!” But, I didn’t know there was such a thing as a DOC.  I look forwardward to connecting with others online for years to come.  It won’t even compare to meeting you all in person, but it is the next best thing.  Also, who knew I’d find a few “soulmates” on this D-journey. (You know who you are.)
  5. I learned that “My Diabetes May Vary.” (Bennet, where do I send my quarter?)  My Diabetes reacts completely differently from someone else’s, so hearing and trying what works for someone else is totally worth a shot because it might just work!  Or it won’t and that’s OK too.

I don’t know much about Diabetes…but…Diabetes doesn’t know much about me, dammit.  I declare war, Diabetes.  I’m going to win as many battles as I can.  I am optimistic, inspireD, and hopeful.  With the support and knowledge I was gifted this weekend, I will make every effort never to let Diabetes bully me or anyone else for that matter.  Because of you and others like us, I aspire to be a Dia-advocate, a Dia-nurturer, a Dia-cheerleader, a Dia-bestie, lastly and probably most importantly, a Dia-Badass.  I pledge to make other People with Diabetes feel welcome, respected, and valued beyond the confines of the Red Rock Conference room.  I hope you’ll join me.

Thank you for sharing your experiences, sarcasm, tips, and personal style as a PWD with me.  Most of all, I thank you for being you.  It was more than I could ever have hoped or asked for (seeing as I seem to have a hard time asking for help).  It’s hard but, I will try not to cry beacause it is over.  (This Vegas dust is just getting to me.)  Instead, I will smile, because it happened!

With much admiration, respect, and love,

CutTheBSGirl 

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