Yesterday after church my family and I went to spend the remainder of the day at Disneyland. We do not live too far from the "Happiest Place On Earth" so we try and purchase passes each year. My sister was going to be there celebrating her birthday so we met up with her and her fiancé for some fun in Mouseland.

Every time I checked my BG it was a little low for my liking. At one point I stumbled onto a low of 54 that I did not feel at all. I got my hands on a juice box that took me up to 65 in 15 minutes. It was a constant battle all day long.

When we finally made it back to the car to head home, I pulled out my meter to check my blood before we left. 65 again! I snatched up 4 glucose tabs from my car stash and hit the road. As we drove away my daughter started asking a bunch of questions about diabetes.

"Dad, can tell me again the difference between type 1's and type 2's? I don't think I remember."

"Well., a type 1 has a pancreas that does not make insulin. Their pancreas is not working. They have to either take shots or use a pump like me but they have to have insulin. They do not make it at all," I explain without getting into islet cells and stuff that may make my 9-year old lose interest.

"And type 2's don't need insulin?" She asked.

"No necessarily but some do. You see the pancreas in a type 2 usually works but their body does not use the insulin properly so they can sometimes take pills to help their body use it. Sometimes just eating different foods and exercise does the trick and sometimes like with my grandma, type 2's will take insulin. Maybe the kind in the needle is what their body needs," again I hope I am not getting too intense with it or I will lose her.

"Is it hard to have diabetes?" she asks.

Oh man how do I explain this?

"It's not hard to have but it is hard to manage. Should I put it into perspective for you?"

"What does perspective mean?" she asks of course.

"It means like a different kind of example that will explain it better," I say in an apologetic tone.

"Yeah," she says.

"Well your pancreas is an organ like your lungs, brain, or heart. Let's take your heart. Your heart pumps all the time. It pumps while you are awake and when you are asleep. Well imagine if I had a button that I had to push to make my heart pump because it stopped working. I would have to speed up when I was playing Racquetball and slow it down as I slept BUT I would have to continue doing while I slept or else I would die!" I try and explain.

I go on. "Now I did not die because my pancreas stopped making insulin but if I had not gotten insulin soon I would have. Thank God for our bodies that tell us something is wrong by getting really thirsty, going to the bathroom a lot, making us dizzy, and feel crumby. All that stuff is our body telling us that something is wrong so we can check it out."

"All that stuff requires lots and lots of management. I have to plan for exercise and sleep and food and sickness. All of those things affect my blood sugar and so it is a lot of work. I guess you can say it is hard but I am just thankful that it is manageable," I wait to hear snoring since it was late and I went on and on. I figured I bored her to sleep.

I thought it was the end of questioning but she had even more to ask. She was in an inquisitive mood I guess. I will have the second half soon.