Three Months

When my husband was diagnosed with type 2 a few years ago I was just thankful it wasn't congestive heart failure which they thought it was at first.  I went into management mode and kept food logs, made him test a bunch and he got a recumbent bike for exercise.  His Ha1C went from a high 10 down to high 5s low 6s.  He does take metformin and januvia.  His diagnosis worried me as my great grandmother passed away from diabetes related complications.  I still don't know if she was a type 1 or 2.  I do know she gave herself insulin.  She had such a sweet tooth.  She made the best tapioca pudding.  I remember visiting her in the hospital when I was in second grade.  I wrote about it and drew a picture on one of those elementary papers for school back then.  I described her feet as looking like black crepe paper.  I still remember it.  She had both legs amputated shortly after that and then passed away.  That memory hit me hard when my husband got diagnosed.  I was adamant it wouldn't happen to him.  He manages his own diabetes.  We don't keep food logs for him anymore.  His recumbent bike has been sitting in the living room with flat tires for about a year, but his Ha1C is still "normal".   I'm not nearly a nag with him like I was at the beginning.  Then three months ago my Sugar Bear was diagnosed with type 1.  My heart broke.  It was hard having my husband diagnosed with type 2 but to have my baby diagnosed and looking at a lifetime of shots and possible complications and restrictions and...and..and...well, it's not been easy for me that is definite.  But last night we got the Lantus solo star.  Injectable pens for his evening insulin!  As you can see in the pic he is much happier!  So are we.  What a difference not using syringes make!  Maybe now I won't get so many of those wet shots!  In other news, we have all been sick this week, even Sugar Bear.  As far as I can tell the little guy doesn't have it as bad as the rest of us thank goodness.  We've seen higher numbers and loss of appetite but no ketones or vomitting.  For a first illness with diabetes I'll take that.  Three months in and we're still learning.