Its that time of the year again. Its a time that my boys hate–Mothers Day followed too quickly by my birthday. They stretch their brains trying to figure out what the heck to get me for both occasions and I kindly tell them to use their imaginations. Some of my favorite gifts from them have been the ones that have taken child hours rather than Mommy dollars to come up with.
Again, this does not help my youngest son to prepare for shopping. He is not a shopper. In previous years I would drop him and his older brother off at a few stores and they would hunt. I would get candles and earrings. There would be an occasional top or other item of interest. I have to admit that they have purchased some great things for me over the years. This year he is on his own and in charge of “the shopping trip”.
This morning, as I crawled back into bed, I began to think that for my birthday or Mothers Day I would love to just be able to truly sleep without worry. I thought about this a bit more throughout the day. To go to sleep and know that everyone will be safe and all will be okay when you wake? To wake and be truly refreshed? Nah, can’t happen!
I have said it before–I am a worrier. I worry about my oldest son. I worry about my youngest son. I worry about the people I love in my life. I worry about their health. I worry about their happiness. I worry about being able to do enough. I worry about living up to my own potential.
I don’t worry about world peace. I don’t worry about global warming. I don’t worry about our latest election results. I do have limits but I worry way too much.
I then moved my thoughts to what if there was a cure? Maybe I should be one of those people asking for a cure for the Mothers Day/birthday combo attack? Nope, again its not me. Its not like I don’t want a cure. I would love to only worry about my sons dealing with regular teen stuff, university, driving, girlfriends, and growing up without the added pressure of diabetes looming in the background. I just don’t see it happening any time soon.
For some reason I paid a little closer attention the other day to closed loop research. Let’s simply say that I was unimpressed. I haven’t paid attention to other research projects. I have not looked into xenotransplants in years. I have no idea what the DRI is doing. Has I have said many times, my son does believe that he will see a cure in his lifetime. I am not sure that I will be on the right side of the sod at the time to celebrate with him. I can hope and support him but that’s as far as it goes.
So what will I take for Mothers Day? How about simply a day of not having to nag to test or bolus or even log? A day of good blood glucose levels followed by a night of Diabetes continuing to behave. And then a few days later for my birthday? Well of course a second day of the same would be pure heaven so let’s have that one with a double shot of white rum as a celebratory chaser? No this does not mean that my son is off the hook regarding shopping later this week but if he can get Diabetes to agree, that would certainly be a nice topper on two days that could potentially be about me!