In 12 days…. the LOVE of my life, the APPLE of my eye, the Peach in my Splenda made cobbler, the king of the grill (BBQ) and the father of my daughter will be home on leave. YES, YES, YES! I am one happy armywife!!!!!! If you’ve ever met a military spouse and they said, “Oh, it’s easy being married to someone in the military.” Pull out your lancing device, glucose tabs, and sugachine test their blood sugar–it’s LOW! IT IS HARD and it’s even harder when you have a child. My best friend, help mate and all of the other things left out the door. I pray every day for his safe return. I cling to every e-mail and conversation we have. I am a strong person at times, but the Lord knows some days or better than the others. I love him, I can’t wait to see him. I am excited:) I am counting down the days….
1 Happy Armywife
3.5 years ago, Niya was born. She was cut out (c-section). Niya took a lot of things away from me during her stay in my belly. I wouldn’t change anything! Niya is my blessing.
I lost all of my baby weight. I’ve come
to terms that my stretch marks will not go away. I understand sit-ups, crunches or ab work outs will not rid me of stretch marks…*sigh* but for some odd reason my stretch marks started itching. Why? I don’t know. Do I scratch them?!?! Heck no! I don’t want to create more. I need to find a remedy to take the itch away.
My theory–sweat! They didn’t start itching until I started working out. Heck what do I know, I’m not a Dermatologist?!?! I’m just a woman, who happens to be a diabetic, mother and wife…who wants these dog on stretch marks to stop itching. *sigh*
Can someone…ANYONE, Help me?!?! I know there has to be a woman or man who can help me. Please I’ll try just about “anything”.
Please excuse any grammatical error’s:)
Sunday, Niya and I were sitting at the table–“Did you say your prayer?”—She said, “Mom, here is my diabetic prayer.” Niya is amazing! I can’t believe how much she studies me. It’s touching! I hope you all enjoy!
I am “scheduled” to leave work at 4:00 pm everyday, do I leave at 4 pm everyday? No. I usually get the bulk of my “STAT” calls around 3:00 pm. Not a problem. I take care of the call and then go home. Today, I recieved a call from “V”. Her voice didn’t sound happy, it had a really serious tone–not normal. Our coversation went as followed-
V- “Hey, Chica! It’s me V.”
Me- “Hey, what’s up?”
V- “I have a personal question to ask you. Is it ok for me to ask?”
Me- “Sure, go ahead.”
V- “Do you have diabetes?”
Me- “Yes. Why what’s up?”
V- “I rec’d the e-mail you sent. I clicked on the link.”
Me-“The link to my blog?”
V- “yes! Omg. Cherise, you have to take care of yourself.”
I stopped her in the middle of her sentence..”I take excellent care of myself. You don’t have to worry about me. If you have any questions about diabetes please feel free to ask. I am open and honest.”
She went on to say they Dr.M and Dr. S are starting to go to seminars about diabetes and trying to learn healthy and more efficent ways to help their patients take care of/control their diabetes. I told her about TCOYD and a few other things both Doc’s might want to look into. The last question I asked her was “Does your office have a diabetic support group?” She said “Not yet.” I couldn’t believe their office didn’t have a support group. I told her o let me know when they get a support group going and I would be more than happy to attend.
I wanted to volunteer to help start a support group for their office but I need to figure out how to do it without crossing the line of business and “personal”.
If you all have an idea’s on how I can approach “V” about the diabetic support group without crossing lines, please let me know.
The 4th of July is on Saturday. I am excited. I have a three day weekend! I will try my best to sleep past 6 am, I can’t blame waking up before the crack of dawn on Niya–she sleeps until 8.
I have to be honest. The hoilday’s are very hard for me. Seeing families together, the smell of BBQ and watching people hang their flags…does something to me. I tear up when I see families hanging out. I get mad when I smell BBQ. I get chills when I see an American Flag hanging outside someone house. I am proud of my Husband for serving our country. I respect his decision but I’m not going to sit here and say how easy it is to be without someone you love for months, days or years. It’s hard. The holidays are extremely hard for me. I’m hanging in there:)
Please say a prayer for all the women and men who serve this country. They put their lives on the line for us each and everyday.
On a positive note: I’m headed to Sea World on Saturday, military and their family can get in free…that’s one bright side of the life of an Armywife:)
Be Blessed & Be Safe
5 years ago today, I developed a yeast infection that I couldn’t get rid of. I scheduled an appointment with my NP. I walked into the exam room hoping to get relief from the itchy feeling I had but instead I walked out with something I didn’t expect…I walked out with diabetes. The first person I called was my mom, couldn’t call my husband because he was in Iraq. I cried. I read all the information I could from the internet. I asked questions. I gained knowledge for a disease I was clueless about. I counted carbs and maintained my blood sugar. 5 years later, I am still going strong.
I am blessed- I haven’t been in the hospital due to diabetes. I am blessed, I have a supportive husband who made the lifestyle change with me. He holds my hand, sits through some of my frustrated times and tells me when I maybe too high or too low. I refuse to let diabetes steal my JOY. I refuse to let diabetes take over my body. If I have to give up cakes, pie’s or ice cream to live a long life with diabetes I will. But If I was to ever developed complications, at least I can say I tried.
Diabetes has been a blessing in my life. I am still new at it but it doesn’t matter how long someone has been living with diabetes, it’s not an easy task for anyone at any stage in the game. I have met a lot of interesting people, gained friendships and formed bonds with people who understand diabetes. I’ve heard their stories and have a new found respect for them. They are no longer just my friends with diabetes, they are my brother’s and sister’s.
I don’t look at diabetes as a curse. I don’t hate diabetes. I show it love, I embrace it. I was taught “If you can’t fix it, why complain about it?” I stopped complaining about it along time ago. I want to take what I’ve learned about diabetes and living with it to a whole different level. I want to educate the world one person at a time. If I can change 1 person’s evil thoughts about diabetes, that means I’ve done my job. I am more than just a number. I am a wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt and friend. I am a person living with diabetes.
I am blessed and thankful to lived 5 years with diabetes. I pray for many more years to come.
I was reading a post on the Blogging Diabetes called “8 Tips for a Better A1C“, written by Lorraine. The post was amazing and I enjoyed it. I decided to watch the video of Caleb. The video showed how the Omnipod has helped Caleb live a almost “normal” life with diabetes. Niya (3 year-old) was sitting next to me. She started asking questions.
Niya– “Mom, he is too little to have a Pod.”
Me-“Niya it’s ok, he has diabetes. You can get diabetes at any age.”
Niya- “Why does he have a Pod? He has diabetes?”
Me– “Yes, he has diabetes. He has diabetes just like your Me, Jaimie and Ninja (George).”
Niya– “Mom, I want to be like you. I want to be a diabetic.”
Gosh, my heart began to pound. Think. Think. THINK. Breathe. I didn’t want to paint a negative picture of diabetes. Think. Think. Think. OK, Breathe. Niya, there’s a chance you might become a diabetic. Right now, enjoy being you. I understand you want to be like me– you have my personality, smile and you make people laugh. I do all of those things, so you are just like me:) She left the room. I was shocked. I began to pray. “Lord, please don’t let diabetes interfere with my little girls life.” I pray it won’t happen, that’s all I can do.