A Sigh Of Relief

Yesterday, we met with the school nurse and Noah's new teacher to work out his diabetes care plan for the year, as his classroom location and schedule has changed and that all factors in with his d-management.

I just have to say, it's a great feeling when you see the school nurse and your child run at each other and give a big ol hug. I can't say enough good about this woman-she is our angel!

Ok...back to the story. So after catching up a bit, the teacher (Miss C.)arrived and we sat down with our notebooks, folders, reading material, pump manual, class schedule, orders from the doctor...the list goes on!
Miss C. was very interested in learning about diabetes, and before the nurse or I could open our mouths, Noah launched into his explanation and it slowly dawned on me that my kid knows his stuff! I actually sat there with my mouth hanging open waiting to offer a snippet of information in case he got caught up, but I didn't have to. He was absolutely clear and accurate, explaining how his pancreas is "broken" and he "uses his robotic pancreas to help him survive". The twinge of sadness in my heart I feel knowing that he has to carry all this stuff in his head was temporarily overridden by the pride I felt at how eloquent and confident he was at that moment. As I looked at Miss C., listening so intently, I knew that she saw Noah just as I did right then, and I knew we just added a new member to our d-club.

Today, we meet the new teacher

And I will do my best not to sound like a total, controlling, hyper-sensitive, crazed bitch of a mutha.

I have been rehearsing what to say in my mind, knowing that I will have to at some point address that what happened last year will not be tolerated by us. All we're looking for is a little more understanding from the teacher this year. The school nurse (love her!) has already told me that the new teacher is wonderful, and she's sure it will be a good match for Noah and his needs.

I feel like he's almost graduated to a new level of his own care. Over the summer he showed us how responsible he has become with testing, counting carbs and using his pump. He will be taking this new independence with him into 4th grade, and I'm so proud of him. It will be less hands-on for the nurse, but knowing that she is still very attentive and involved totally sets my mind at ease.

With a little luck and lots of communication, I'm hoping this year will be the best one yet!

A Miracle

My friend Starz directed me to this post on a blog I've never read before. I thought to myself, "I wonder why she's having me read a knitting blog, I don't knit"...and as I took the 5 minutes to read this post,my heart caught in my chest, and the tears came. It has nothing to do with diabetes, but it does have to do with children, and their safety at the beach.
Please, if you plan on spending any time at the beach this summer, read this http://earthchicknits.blogspot.com/2007/07/worst-five-minutes-of-my-life.html
The story truly is a miracle, and I hope by passing it on, it might help another parent.