Sorry I haven’t been posting much! Covid-19 has made our lives a tad hectic lately. But I’ll be taking more time for my family in the next few weeks and months.
& we started today!
It was finally nice enough out to play in the backyard, get really dirty and play with the water table (not nice enough for the pool yet).
So my kids did just that! They got so dirty that I had to wash their hair TWICE and we left a dirt ring around the bath tub.
Personally I think they try to get as dirty as they can just so they can take another bath (they love them!).
But they loved it.
Being outside. Grilling out. Playing in the dirt. Running around in the back yard.
They loved all of it.
& I loved watching them.
Their free spirit. Their happiness. Just enjoying life with their family with no care in the world.
Some days I wish I could forget life around me (especial Covid life) & just live carelessly like my kids.
But us parents keep on going. For them.
So here’s to making sure their life is as dirty as possible.
On April 11th, 2011 I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes after being sick for almost a month.
I had lost 20 pounds, I was ALWAYS thirsty (which if you know me, is very odd), I was peeing every hour or even more, I would get charlie horses every night, I couldn’t keep food down and I slept constantly.
So on April 11th I went to the doctor.
They drew my blood and sent me for a scan of my abdomen. When I got back my labs were back and my life changed forever.
This day, 9 years ago I was admitted to Gundersen’s critical care unit (CCU) for 2 days and then proceeded to go to the pediatric floor for a day.
I don’t remember my time in the hospital much as I nearly slept every second I was there. But when I started working at Gundersen, I had PTSD. For the longest time, I couldn’t walk down the hallway past my room. But after years of working there I can finally walk past it (it’s now an office). But it took awhile.
Now only the date makes me have flashbacks, makes my stomach tighten and makes me wish I could go back. & I don’t think that will ever change.
Type 1 diabetes has completely changed my life.
I have to check my blood sugar at least 3 times a day (which is less than my 6-8 times a day before my continuous glucose monitor). I have to type in everything I eat into my insulin pump to give me insulin. I have to change my pump site every 4-5 days. I have to change my sensor site every 7 days. I have to dismiss alarms constantly. I have to fight highs and lows. I have to carry around supplies with my constantly. & I have to educate those around me.
It is a 24 hour job.
& every day, every hour and every minute can change.
Type 1 diabetes makes a simple sickness a potential hospital visit. Type 1 diabetes makes throwing up a life or death situation. Type 1 diabetes makes a beautiful pregnancy high risk. & Type 1 diabetes can ruin other organs.
Since April 11th, 2011 my life has changed. Not for the better and not exactly for the worse but for the more complex.
There are days that I hate this disease and there are days that it doesn’t bother me.
But I would not wish this disease on my worst enemy.
He cooks dinner (we prefer his cooking as I am NOT a good cook), he changes diapers, he helps with laundry, he does the dishes and he does SO much more for me and our family.
I could not be the mom, the wife or the person that I am without his help and love.
My kids are taken care of, I am taken care of and we owe A LOT of it to him.
So thank you to the husbands, the dads and the gentleman that step up.
Buisman Twins Plus One 