This is Lucas and I out for a walk. We take a lot of walks together in the mornings when the other two are in school. And it always brings back memories of when Elise and I would take similar strolls through the hood; just the two of us. Siblings had not yet entered the picture.
|Elise at 14 months|
One day as we had rounded a corner, we happened upon a fire truck. Elise was probably only 14 months and had only been diagnosed two months previous. I thought she would love to look at the shiny truck and see the firemen (it wasn't an emergency, a fire captain used to live in our neighbourhood).
She was taking it all in when a funny look came over her face. All the blood drained out and she started to scream. That bone-chilling cry that only the Mom of a T1 baby knows. And my heart almost stopped because I realized I had left all of her stuff at home.
I scooped all 18 pounds of her up and sprinted to my house.... about 20 houses away. I quickly checked her and a 52 popped up (funny how after 5 years I can still remember these details).
I never forgot her bag on our walks after that (funny how I didn't even think about the firemen).
These days, our walks are a whole lot lighter. Even now, I still have moments of panic when I realize I'm not carrying a meter. Even though I don't have to.
|Taking a stroll with my little man|
No matter what, diabetes is always there.