The one thing that has surprised me most about having a child with Type 1, is how many strangers reach out to us. I understand the concern and care that come from friends, but I've had many strangers, that have heard about what we've been going through, reach out to us in love. In the hospital, I had a nurse come to our room and say to me, "I am a friend of Sally's and she called me to tell me about you. I have a son that has diabetes and since I work here in the hospital, I wanted to come up and talk to you and let you know that
everything's going to be okay." First of all, the beauty of that situation is that my friend called up another friend that she knew could encourage me and instead of this person saying she was too busy, she took time to come up and see me. This stranger, though connected to a friend, was willing to hug me and share her story with me. And, the day she came in, I needed that. I needed it more than I needed much else that day. I was going on 30min of sleep, had held my screaming son down for numerous shots, and was physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausted. To have this stranger come comfort me in the midst of that was so amazing. And, it didn't stop there. A sister of a friend contacted me. She also has a son who was diagnosed. She talked me through what she's done with school stuff. She listened as I shared my fears about school and encouraged me about how to handle it. Told me how she managed it with her son. Yet another time I needed someone who was living through it to help me navigate it myself. Another stranger, this one from Missouri, reached out to me when I was in need. We all know about my Cracker
Barrell angel. And, then today, I got an email from the newspaper editor. He received an email for me from yet another stranger, willing to share her story of hope. This is what she said...
Our daughter Emily was 8 when she was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. We went to a local doctor who immediately got us in touch with the team from Peoria. Diane from the Diabetes Resource Center was a lifesaver to us during education and training.The good news for you is that with time and practice it becomes second nature to count carbs, to get up in the middle of the night to check sugars, to make sure you have more snacks in your purse than anything else. You will be your son's friends favorite mom when it comes to sporting events because you will have tons of juice boxes and skittles. The bad news is you never stop worrying. Emily is 19 now, a freshman in college and doing great. But, there isn't a day that goes by, when she jumps in the car to head to IVCC that I don't worry about her numbers....I wanted to share with you that a normal life is possible. Emily played softball for a number of years, soccer, volleyball, basketball, and she cheered in high school all four years. Normal to you and your son will just look a little different than to other kids but the end result will be the same. He can do anything that anyone else can do.If you would like, we can share stories together. I do know what you are going through and sometimes it is nice to be able to share things with people who have been in your shoes. Take care and may God bless your family during this unfamiliar time.I was so touched by this. Yet, another stranger, who took the time to write out and email to me. To share her story and offer up hope. And, not only that, but open herself up to a friendship, made over our similarities with our children. There are many more stories like this, where friends of friends offer their help. Friends calling me, letting me know that know someone who's been through what I'm going through and is ready to talk if I need them. It touches me deeply that people who don't even know us want to share their stories with us, just so they can encourage and bear some of that burden with us. I replied to this gal who emailed me and told her how much I appreciated her kind words. I also told her that I hope one day, when Noah is 19, I can reach out to a newly diagnosed family the way she did to me and offer up those same words of encouragement and let them know that things will find a way to work out and that life will seem "normal" again. Reminds me that, though we live in a fallen world, there are still amazing people out there, that care, even when they don't have to.