So yesterday, I attended my first D tweet-up! Yay!
|Bob, me, Kim, Jon, Babs, and Scott|
It was awesome to finally meet some of these wonderful people in real life! And eat some yummy cajun food...
Seriously though, it was great. I haven't really been around any other diabetics since high school. And D camp? Well, I went once, the summer after I was diagnosed. Don't really remember it, to be honest. But I never went back, due to the fact that I always got severely homesick whenever I went anywhere. Yes, I was the kid who's mom would have to come get her from a sleepover at midnight. Not because of D, but because I would get so homesick.
Of the top of my head, I can name three other T1 kids I talked to on a regular basis at my high school (which had about 2,000 students). Also in high school, I had the good fortune to be a part of the Teen Advisory Board at my local children's hospital. There were five of us with D on the board.
But that was all a long time ago. I'd forgotten how great it was to hang out with my fellows PWDs. To be out at a restaurant and not be the only one whipping out a meter. To not be the only one SWAGing carbs. To not be the only one pressing buttons on a beeping pump. To commiserate, and tell stories that only those with D and their T3s can truly appreciate.
It was strange and wonderful at the same time. Strange, because I'm so used to being the only one. Wonderful, because I felt normal (yeah, I know, there's no such thing as "normal," but you know what I mean).
Joining the DOC has made me feel less alone in living with this thing. That's what gets us sometimes, I think. D tricks us into believing that we're alone. But we're not.
So thanks Bob, Scott, Babs, Jon, and Kim. For welcoming me into this wonderful community. For making me laugh so hard my sides hurt. And for reminding me that I am never alone. Can't wait till next time!