A public service announcement for Type 1 diabetics from my daughter:
When I first got this t-shirt, she saw all the symbols on it, and asked me what they were, so of course, I told her and explained them, in the best way I could for a 2 year old to comprehend. Now, it’s just a game for her to say the words, but one day…she’ll really get what it means to me, and I hope she’ll realize the weight of those words on my daily life.
For many years post-diagnosis, I never wanted the general populace to “know” I was different, and I hid all my diabetic accoutrements when I was out in public….when I was on MDIs and was eating at a restaurant, I would excuse myself from the table and discreetly go to the bathroom to take a shot or check my blood sugar. Once on the pump, I used to do the same thing (because it was housed in my bra, and digging around in your shirt at the dinner table is usually frowned-upon.)
But now? I’m wide open. I will whip out my pump or test my sugar anytime and anywhere. I don’t care. I’m like the honey badger in that respect.
I frequently wear t-shirts with obvious diabetes-related content in the hopes that someone will see me, realize I’m one of their peeps, and we’ll have a “diabetes in the wild” adventure. And every day, until there’s a cure, just like the t-shirt shows: I test, bolus, eat, repeat.