"Button Error" is the equivalent of a pump's epic fail. In another life, this probably would have sent me reeling, throwing my hands up in the air--reason # 8,429 that this disease just seems too impossible to handle at times. Instead, I mustered up all of the grace I could, called Minimed ASAP to get a replacement overnighted to me, and also called my new endo for her backup plan. I went back to shots for about 18 hours, which reminded me how grateful I am for my pump. Through this "ordeal," and over the last few weeks, really, I kept seeing reminders of what is truly important, not what I think is important in that moment of importance. What's important?
It's important that I kept going. I did not throw in the towel. What's important is not that this happened, but how I chose to handle it.
It's important that I have amazing friends and family, who continue to ask questions and support me in subtle and not-so-subtle ways. I am employing that grace again to continue to accept it.
It's important that my children are a constant reminder of what I have accomplished and am capable of accomplishing despite my diabetes. They are here, healthy and beautiful, because I chose to fight.
It's important that my husband is amazing. He understood this disease before he even met me, and I know that God helped me find him. I get emotional when I think about how grateful I am for him (and Him).
It's important that I keep going. I keep exercising, I keep testing, I keep putting my health 1st, which leads me to my final point: What's important?
I am. This seems like such a simple thing, but for me to truly believe it, and to put myself 1st for the sake of my health and my family, is new territory. I will be a better mom, wife, sister, daughter, friend, and person in this realization. And I will be that much closer to one sweet life.
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