My Daughter

And then I realized that perhaps I had been avoiding the issue for too long, and that maybe I shouldn't be. Maybe she had questions she was afraid to ask. Maybe she had questions I was afraid to answer. Maybe she's too young…Or maybe not.

After marking her fifth birthday with several celebrations last month, I decided to introduce the proverbial elephant in the room. So, I took a deep breath and launched a Q and A session.

Q: What do you know about Mommy's diabetes?

A: Well, you have blood pressure and machines. And tubing.


Q: What do the machines do?

A: Pump! … I think they work together to make your blood move like spaghetti.


Q: And what if I didn't have the machines?

A: Then you might get out of controlllllll! (said as she shakes her head back and forth, waving her hands in the air.)


Q: Do you think that Mommy having diabetes means she is sick?

A: But you're never sick!


Q: Do you still want to have diabetes when you grow up?

A: No. That was when I was four. Now I'm five.


Huh. So, there was nothing all that scary lurking in that little head after all. And, yet again, she proves herself wiser and much more entertaining than her elders.

Disclaimer
dLife's Viewpoints columnists are not all medical experts, but everyday people living with diabetes and sharing their personal experiences, most often at a set point in time. While their method of diabetes management may work for them, everyone is different. Please consult with your diabetes care team before acting on anything you read here to find out what will work best for you.

 

 

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Last Modified Date: May 31, 2013

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