we head to Madison,Wi to pack up my middle daughter from her first year at college. Wow! I can't believe that this year has passed so quickly. She is my child who has Type 1 Diabetes and we have been preparing her to leave home and manage her health on her own in college for about two years prior up to her leaving last year. And I can't begin to tell you how unbelievably stressed out and fearful we were about her leaving us and being on her own. Last August, well, the whole of last summer was rough! But she has done well...super in fact in managing her health. She even was hit with Mono while in college this year and refused to come home as she needed to prepare for midterms. So, she had a really miserable and hard time but she came out of it knowing that she could take care of herself. She is also on an insulin pump. What this does is drip insulin into her every three minutes. Pumps are designed to mimic the workings of our pancreas so when a Type 1 Diabetic has a pump it is connected to their body all the time except when they are showering or swimming. Without it that person risks coma and death. I tell you this because this week was final exams for my daughter and this week was the week that her pump decided to malfunction and break. She had been having erratic blood glucose readings for a bit but thought it was stress over upcoming exams. So, again, she refused our help, and contacted the company on her own, arranged for a new pump to be overnighted to her and then in the intervening day and night she set her alarm and woke herself up every 2 to 3 hours to manually inject herself with insulin. And, she had a big exam the next day. And, while I know what she had to do to get to her exam, while I have been in the position of helping her in the past, I can never fully understand what she had to deal with and how she felt dealing with her disease and the curveballs it throws her and any other people who are dependent upon artificial means to stay alive. I commend her. I am proud of her. And I love that she knows that she CAN take care of herself.
So, I have made her a card, for when she is back home. I tried to think of all the different reasons why I was giving her this card.....for a successful school year, for learning how to take care of herself, for staying healthy, for coming back home etc......and all of my various reasons are contained in this simple word "because". Because of pride, love, excitement, concern,....because of all the life "moments" we tried to prepare her for and because of all the ones she had to handle on her own. And, because, we couldn't be happier, prouder or more in awe of our little Clarice.
It feels good, very good to be on the other side of this year. It was a "first" that was inevitable but all the same, I am glad that it is over and for the summer....probably our last summer together so we can baby her again.
Be well,
Sheila