Diabetes and celiac disease has been a part of our lives now for 1-1/2 years. They've gone along with us to doctor appointments, vacations, road trips, restaurants, grocery stores, clothes shopping, swimming, gymnastics, school, piano lessons, Awana, church, play dates, movies, bike rides, walks, trampoline, amusement parks, etc.......
The point is that Andrew's diabetes has always been controlled in MY presence.
A couple of weeks ago our daughter came down with stomach pains that required a visit to the local Children's ER. We just couldn't leave Andrew in a family members hands due to his insulin shots and celiac needs. Diabetes is just not something that comes with Cliff Notes. My husband could have stayed home with Andrew and his brother, but he wanted to be there for his daughter too. So, everyone loaded up in the car.
This is the first time that I felt.....scared. Scared of the huge responsibility on my shoulders to take care of our son. Diabetes kicked me smack dab square in the stomach! I know that eventually Andrew will take on complete responsibility for his diabetes care, but he's not at that point yet.
For now, I have to remind myself that I cannot control diabetes and the sticky situations that it sometimes puts us in. As for the what if's....... I need to give them to God.