13 Hikers with Diabetes Take On the North Coast Trail
Every endurance athlete has someone they think about to help push through tough times. Here is a story about one child who's face appears when everything is going wrong...
The first time it hit me that people do not understand life with type 1 diabetes was when I had to tell a mother that her newly diagnosed son has this disease for the rest of his life.
Being younger at the time, I had settled into my relatively new condition that many confuse for one of poor diet and lack of exercise. People hear “mumble, mumble, diabetes,” and scrunch their face trying to put the pieces together how this seemingly fit guy has a disease associated with overweight and elderly individuals.
The reason it feels like putting a key in the wrong hole is because I did nothing wrong to get this condition – it happens by fate. What a lottery to win.
A nurse walks in while I am speaking to the diabetes doctor and asks if I would like to meet a child who was diagnosed moments ago. My smile and general optimistic view on life makes me a nice spokesperson to say, “Welcome to the club.”
There was a certain anticapatory silence in the room. Doctors must get used to this.
What I was told before heading into the room was the child had been brought in for something completely unrelated. You walk in for one thing and come out with a chronic condition, bummer.
Looking at the eyelids of the mom fighting off tears like the levee on a river, I tell her, “Do not worry, we can achieve anything.” She stares back, wanting a cure to the common cold, and asks, “So how do I have to treat this until it g Continue reading