Her name was Hannah, and I heard her before I ever saw her. I came around the corner and discovered what I thought was music playing over the speakers was actually coming from the girl who was cleaning the bathroom. I remarked that she had a wonderful voice, and somehow we started talking about the upcoming Friends For Life banquet and how Elise was going to dress as Belle. She then wished me "a magical day", and I left smiling at her good cheer.
Later that day, as Elise and I were making our way to the banquet, we ran into Hannah from the bathroom. She gasped and remarked that she had never seen a lovelier Belle. She bowed and asked Elise for her autograph. After a sidelong glance at me to confirm just what the heck Hannah was talking about, Elise obliged... A tiny smile playing about her lips. Hannah thanked Elise and bowed again, and Elise curtsied; her eyes sparkling with delight at the whole exchange.
Why do I tell this story? Because I've been thinking a lot about the energy I put out there when it comes to diabetes care.
Sometimes, diabetes can be like cleaning the bathroom... Or the whole house for that matter. There will always toys to pick up, clothes to put away, dog fur to vacuum, floors to mop, and toilets to scrub.
And there are always BGs to check, carbs to count, basals to adjust, supplies to order, and pods to change.
There are a million other things I'd rather be doing. But if I don't take care of it, things can turn nasty pretty quickly.
But then there was Hannah, cleaning the bathroom all the while smiling and singing. Greeting our kids and making them feel like royalty while sweeping the floor. She was making magic out of the mundane. And it's all in the attitude, isn't it?
These days I'm trying to "sing", even when all the D care has become tiring.
When I count carbs, I am grateful for those who took the time to explain carb factors, making my life a lot easier.
When I check her BG, I am thankful we have access to what we need to take care of Elise.
When I adjust basals, I am amazed by technology that allows me to fine-tune Elise's insulin needs, right down to .05 of a unit.
I'm not talking about faking it until you're making it. I'm just saying there is so much to be thankful for.
And I want Elise to see that too.
And since there will always be a toilet to clean or a BG to check, you might as well sing while you do it.
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