“While driving past the local "Lowes" hardware
store, our five year old son with diabetes started to laugh and said, "I
had a low at Lowes, remember that?" He thought it was so weird (and
hilarious)...funny how he made the connection.”
“My son was diagnosed on November 29, 2004. He was 15 at the
time. Since this is all new to us, we are doing finger pokes in the middle of
the night. One night I went in and did the poke and my heart sunk. I said,
"My God, it's 28!" Steven looked at me and said, "Mom, you have
it upside down, it's 82." Oh well I was tired.”
“My three-year-old daughter had been diabetic for two years
when my five-year-old son was diagnosed as well. My husband didn't want to tell
him, but of course we had to or else he wouldn't understand why he was getting
a shot. We sat him down before dinner and told him that he was diabetic, just
like his sister. He immediately started to cry (as did my husband and myself),
when suddenly he blurts out I hate diet sprite”
“On a site change the day before Halloween, my daughter
Megan (8, diagnosed at 5) told me to make sure I refill her insulin pump
reservoir because she was going to be doing a lot of bolusing. “
“Diabetes always has its challenges. When Kiersten, now
nearly 13, was about 4, she had one day where her numbers were unusually high.
When I asked her what she'd eaten and whether she could think of ANYTHING that
she may have had, she looked a bit puzzled. I asked her again, and she said,
"I did have one of Bailey's dogbones. I didn't think THAT would
matter."
“The other night we went to Popeye's for dinner. My 11
year-old daughter with diabetes went to the soda machine to get a drink and
started getting some Fanta Fruit Punch. I asked her why she was getting that,
because she knows it has sugar. She looked at me and said "Mom, it says
right here that is non-carbonated." I didn't understand what she was
thinking at first, but then I saw it, "non-CARB-inated." Obviously a
child with diabetes didn't invent that word!”
“The first winter after my daughter was diagnosed she came
to me and asked if snow had sugar in it. When I replied no she said. "Oh
goody! I can eat as much as I want."
“I just started teaching kindergarten. Since my 10-year-old
son is a diabetic, the school decided to have a new student with diabetes in my
class. Thing were going fine until the student decided to EAT part of a crayon
and taste the glue. I looked at him and said, "Sweetie, please don't eat
the art supplies. I don't know how to count the carbs for them!"
“I never thought my five-year-old daughter would use
diabetes to her advantage. One day after lunch at the mall, I treated her to an
ice cream dessert. I wanted to have a little taste of it. I asked her if I
could have a few licks, hoping she would graciously share. Instead she said,
"Mom you'll mess up the carb count!"
“I was diagnosed a couple months ago. The other day, I badly
miscalculated the insulin for my dinner carbs, and an hour later found that I
had dropped pretty low. So I grabbed some carbs, and then, because I'd never
been quite that low before and was alone with the kids, I called my ten year
old over to give him the standard mommy-is-low speech: ".. so if I start
acting funny or fall to the floor --" "I know, I know," he
interrupted. "Dump a glass of water on your head and give you a juice
box." I started laughing and told him dumping the water was probably not
necessary. "I know," he said, "but I bet I could get away with
it."
“My 12 year old diabetic son and I were walking through the
isles of a local supermarket when I caught my son staring intently at an
attractive young lady walking down the isle a little ways away from us.
Embarrassed and worried that his father and I might have to have a talk with
him, I told him that staring like that wasn't nice. He looked up at me
perplexed and surprised me with his answer. "What? I was just trying to see
what kind of pump she had." Surprised that he would think of such an
excuse, I stole a quick glance in the lady's direction and, sure enough, hooked
to the side of her belt was a blue insulin pump. I guess all is really not
lost.
“I am a 15 year old diabetic, and I was talking to my
crush's friend about liking him. He said, "Eric doesn't like high
maintenance girls like you." This is the complete opposite of me and I
questioned why he thought that. "Well, you're always checking your pager,
even during lunch!" I laughed--he didn't know it was an insulin pump!”
“I am a 15 year old diabetic, and I was talking to my
crush's friend about liking him. He said, "Eric doesn't like high
maintenance girls like you." This is the complete opposite of me and I
questioned why he thought that. "Well, you're always checking your pager,
even during lunch!" I laughed--he didn't know it was an insulin pump!
“Robbie had his 6th birthday at diagnosis in hospital. He
has been able to check blood sugars since that time. He got his pump at 7 and
has been able to operate it, calculate boluses, push buttons, etc. I did set
the pump bolus maximum at 2.9u so he couldn't mistake 0.3 for 3.0 when he was
first getting used to decimals. It has really helped his math skills. For
example, if I say 15 chips for .5u, he will bolus 2.0 units and then announce,
"Ooops, now I have to have 60 potato chips because you don't want me to go
low!"Tonight after her bath Rachel, age 5, was running around the house
giggling, "I'm naked, I'm naked....oops, except I'm wearing my site!"
“Tonight after her bath Rachel, age 5, was running around
the house giggling, "I'm naked, I'm naked....oops, except I'm wearing my
site!"
“We were eating dinner at a restaurant one night and our
3-year old son Jacob, diagnosed at 18 months, was starting to get very quiet,
staring, etc. I very quietly asked him if he was getting low so as not to make
a scene. Just as I went to reach for his meter he very loudly proclaimed,
"NO MOMMY, I'M GETTIN' HIGH!" Boy did the heads turn to us (if they
only knew the real meaning why he said that...one of those bittersweet
moments).”
“I am 15 years old and have been diabetic for four years.
Once, during a softball game, I was sitting on the bench and I called to my
mom, "Hey mom, can you get me some alcohol?" I meant that I needed an
alcohol swab to do an insulin shot. You should have seen the looks on the
parents' faces when my mom replied, "Sure honey, I'll go get you
some!"
“We were at a block party and there was so much for the kids
to do that it seemed every half hour my son Josh had to return to our table to
treat a low. A little girl from another family accompanied him everytime and
watched intently as he checked his sugar before and again after he ate. His
cousins teased him about his new girlfriend. He asked her to show them the
Tomagotchi she had in her pocket, a toy with a little virtual pet that you must
feed and take care to maintain its health. He then said, "I am not her new
boyfriend, I am her new Joshagotchi!"
“Let me begin by saying that when I'm stressed, it tends to
work it's way to my stomach. When my son was diagnosed at 3, the doctor was
sitting on the bed next to him, having a very big boy discussion about what
diabetes was. The doctor said, "Can you say it? Can you say
DI-A-BE-TES?" My son looked at him for a moment, very seriously, and said,
"My mommy has DI-A-RHE-A".