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Taken Saturday morning at the park after playing with
the sadistic Goose. Little Miss decided to stop and
smell the crepe myrtles. |
Little Miss was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes when she was 3 years old. She doesn't really remember life before diabetes. She is 7 now and it is just a way of life to her. Although she realizes that she is different from friends because she has to have finger sticks and shots at every meal. But other than that we try to keep her life as normal as possible.
I don't know what typical little girls dream about because Little Miss is my only girl. But I certainly don't remember the boys having dreams like this when they were 7. My oldest dreamed of trains, Legos, and pirate ships, he is very creative and imaginative. The middle child dreamed of beats and dance moves, he is BFAB (Born From A Boombox), music rules his world. Little Miss doesn't talk about her dreams much. She has more than occasional nightmares and frights, these usually follow sugar roller coasters. If you have a type 1 diabetic you fully understand the sugar roller coaster, for those that don't understand I will give a quick explanation. No matter what you do diabetes have ups and downs, and when you have a high or a low they make you feel bad and there is typically some sort of bounce like Newton's 3rd law of motion (For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction).
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Little Miss taking a few sips during a photo shoot
because the heat and sun affect her Blood sugar in a
bad way.
Taken By Misti Houk of HouKreative Photography. |
Well, anyways, Little Miss woke up smiling this morning, which is a totally awesome thing seeing as she is NOT a morning person. She growls when she wakes up and it takes her a while to stop growling at her brothers. This morning she was smiling. She said, "You woke me up from a good dream." I asked her what she had dreamt about. "There were unicorns and I got to ride a pink one and we went to a candy store where I could have what I wanted and no shots because I wasn't diabetic." Well there you have it. That is what a 7 year old diabetic girl dreams about. Riding a pink unicorn to the candy store and getting what she wants with no shots or finger sticks involved.
You know she amazes me. It isn't often that she complains or makes any reference about being diabetic. She just accepts it and runs with it. Most of the time, I think it affects the rest of us more than her, but in a 7 year old's telling of her dream, it is made real that no matter how normal we try to keep her life it still weighs on her conscience.