I have an amazing Diabetes support system. My parents, brother, in-laws, friends…they’re wonderful. They all know what to do in certain ‘beetus related situations, they’ve always been there for me to vent to about this disease, they go with me to the doctor if I ask them to; again they’re just amazing.
But the one person who gets the brunt of what this disease is really like is my husband. He’s witnessed me have crazy mood swings because my blood sugar was high, watched me act like a drunk when my blood sugar was low, held my hair when I vomited for 12 hours straight because I didn’t realize I was in DKA, taken me to the hospital, stood up to the doctors who obviously don’t know a thing about TYPE ONE Diabetes, put insets into his abdomen so he would know what that was like, and so so much more.
But most recently I shook him awake at 1am, my Dexcom alarming, & all I could get was ‘Low. Food.’. I was pouring sweat, unable to sit up without his help, & just fuzzy. He didn’t even have to question me. He got up and got me some juice, asked if I needed more than that & when I nodded he went back to the kitchen and made us both a PB & J sandwich with milk. We sat in bed, munching on our snacks, and I was trying to differentiate between Patrick Henry and John Henry, who I swore was actually John Brown at Harper’s Ferry.
I don’t want to downplay what the rest of my family has been through with me with my diabetes, especially my parents since I was diagnosed at 7 years old. I can remember moving out on my own and realizing the Diabetes Supply Fairy didn’t live with me anymore & I got promoted to that position. But my husband is my best friend, my advocate, and not be be a complete cheese, but he’s also my rock. I have no doubt that no matter the diabetes task at hand, he would know how to take care of it and me. He brought extra vials of insulin to our wedding just to be safe!!
Yes, I am the one with this disease, I’m the one who has to go through this invisible illness everyday, but I do not want to forget about the people that go through this with me as well.
The Healthy Pancreas 