Hey Santa” is a wonderful Christmas song. It’s sung by sisters Carnie and Wendy Wilson and was released in 1993. I really like the first line of the song:
I wish with all my might
Hmmm…all my might…
What is something I would ask Santa for with all of my might?
How about you? What ask would you ask for with all of your might?
A cure for diabetes...right? Not so fast.
Remember that this is the ONLY thing you can ask of Santa with all of your might…the ONLY thing….are you sure it is a cure for diabetes you want?
How about peace on earth? A cure for someone or something else? Less war? Less hate?
Look I hate this disease as much as anyone else and with two children living with it, I guess you could say my hate is ‘squared’ or to the second exponent. But I also know how well my kids are doing living with this disease and this is my point.
The more we live with this disease as if it’s the worst thing that can happen to our kids, the more we allow the disease to wrap its hateful arms around us and pull us and our family down into the horror of diabetes.
Make no mistake about what I’m saying; I hate this disease—I really do. But I also know that there are worse things in life that we could be dealing with and, when push comes to shove, I think I would use my Santa request for others who are up against something even worse. And there are situations in life that really are even worse.
What are they?
That is not for me to answer as everyone's definition of worse certainly varies so it's awfully hard to gauge. But I DO KNOW how we handled diabetes in our home. We did not let it take over our lives or prevent us enjoying all life has to offer.
Sadly, there are people who lost this battle. Lives needlessly taken due to diabetes—it does happen. But the many I have spoken with over the years have said they do not regret the way their child lived when he or she was alive. They ALL told me that their child was living life to its fullest and they wouldn't change that.
It's heartbreaking to hear about a family who lost a child to this disease. No one should die from either being misdiagnosed or from one of the horrific complications of this disease and sadly, this happens more than it should.
When I hear about death from diabetes it tells me we must work harder to educate others—including our healthcare providers, To me, it feels like a duty. We must instruct our kids so they are highly educated about diabetes. Because without education, it isn't possible to master what it takes to live with it. I mean REALLY live with it.
They’re just so many people who feel as if their life is over because their child was diagnosed or because a loved one was diagnosed. What can you do about that? The short answer is...learn.
Learn, learn, learn and when you are done learning...learn more. Because in the world of diabetes, you can never stop learning because the disease and the management of it are changing constantly. I have said a million times that the equalizer in diabetes is education.
When my daughter Kaitlyn was diagnosed, insulin pumps, CGMs, and a larger choice of insulins were not even on the table. They were far from the everyday tools they are today.
So maybe my wish from Santa, until a cure is found, will be for how I can best help my child achieve her full potential. My kids are accomplishing great things while living with diabetes. Why would I just wish for them to not have something when I can wish (and work) toward them living life to the absolute fullest and have SOMETHING...no matter what else they have to deal with every day.
Isn't there a ho-ho-ho in that? When living life fully, I think so.
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