|What Keeps Us Going|
So here I am today, thinking about the last three years with two T1s. We had our endocrinologist appointment yesterday and it was the worst for both boys. I think we are all a little burnt out. The daily nonstop aspect of this disease definitely takes a toll. We've reached a point where Drago doesn't consistently wear his CGM, where MonkeyMan would rather just eat than prebolus, where the hubby and I are tired of the beeping and the struggle. I'd say we would all need a break but you don't really get a break with this disease. No breaks ever. Ever.
So yeah, today, today I let myself cry. I let myself grieve. I kind of "took a break". We still checked BG, bolused for food, corrected highs, treated lows, but I stayed in my PJs. I watched TV. I'll pick up the pieces and start again tomorrow. I have to.