Once in a while, I wish the outside world would see the nighttime side of Diabetes. The side that had my 9 year-old crying in her sleep and hiding under her pillow last night at 12:30am as I changed both her Dex and her pump sites, wrestled with changing a beeping pump battery, and tried to soothe her back to sleep.
(BTW, I learned last night that the break-away piece on the Dex inserter is exactly the right size to slide in the slot and twist open the cap on her Minimed pump!)
I went back to my bed and laid there awake forever, pondering where in the world that 432 had come from and wondering how many other children have to endure such rude intrusions to their sleep. Most of the time we tolerate it, we put it in the background, and we move along with life. But nights like last night... my mind starts going and I lay awake getting more and more angry at this monster in my child's life.
Nights like this make me really glad that we've got the JDRF walk coming up soon. Seeing so many people in one place, united for a CURE, gives me hope that one day we will find it. Won't that be a great day?