I'm an information junkie. And I think I'm one of those people who always wonders why some people don't at least watch the news once a day or scan the headlines on any reputable news web site. I tend to fall into the habit of making sure people are in the loop. I'm not a know-it-all, but I'm happy to tell people what's going on.
And that includes what's going on in my life. However, I recently discovered that letting my mom in on every detail of my diabetes management is not necessarily a good thing. There are some things moms just don't want to know-even if they think they do.
It was recently and accidentally discovered that one of my husband's colleagues had diabetes. When admitted to the hospital for something unrelated to diabetes, his sugar was apparently somewhere around 1,600. Now, this is third-hand information and you know how muddled things can get when it goes from one person to another (especially someone who doesn't know anything about diabetes) so I'm not sure how reliable that information is, but Mom gasped when I told her that number. It was an astronomical number to her, but nothing out of the stratosphere of what I had heard about some people's sugar level at their diagnosis.
The highest number she had heard of anyone having was in the high 300s, she told me.
Almost as if in a competition, I said, without really thinking the statement through, "I've been higher than that, Mom."
And then silence over the phone.
Oh, I thought, feeling my face get flush. I tried to cover it up, redirect the conversation, but that comment just hung there.
As an adult, there are certain things you come to accept that your parents know about you. For example, I'm a married mother of three; therefore, Mom knows I have a sex life, although I'm sure she chooses not to think about it, and I don't have to hide that from her anymore. There are certain aspects of life in general that I couldn't speak freely-or without embarrassment-about with Mom when I was a teenager. As an adult I cherish knowing that I can tell her anything.
I guess sometimes you have to sugar coat things for even your bestest of friends.





