On top of all this I crushed the kids dreams today. Through a round about discussion I informed him he will never be able to join the military (he's said forever he wanted to be an Air Force Pilot). Now I'm sure he'll change him mind a million times before he's grown but this was bad, sad and right before school. Kid was in tears as was I.
awww this made me tear up. my son has diabetes type 1 - he was diagnosed at age 19, when he was still deciding whether he was wanting to join the military. his sister is in the air force and he thinks it's awesome. when he got his dx, that option came right off the table. he is still a little wistful about it. anyways, he got his dx, and he floundered! he ate what he shouldn't have, his sugar was out of control and we didn't see him from day to day because he was away at school. now that he's been home for a few years, he has taken charge of it. he eats low carb, calculates his food intake, works out and runs everyday. he had to figure out that he was strong enough to own it, do you know what i mean? just like any other kid (and i know, mine is not 7) with a disability, you have to build them up. their (and ours, too) handicap makes them more, not less we have to be sharper and more clever and creative - we have to be more educated than the average eater, therefore more knowledgeable than joe cheeseburger. that makes us (and him) actually, forces us to treat our bodies better, which is so smart
he is awesome! we can do it! different isn't less!