Transitioning with Diabetes is difficult. One of the hardest, yet most rewarding tasks I completed this year, was ordering Carter’s Medical ID bracelet. It took me a while to be able to even stomach ordering it for him. Though I had accepted Type 1 Diabetes, for the most part, somehow ordering the worn declaration was to difficult for me.
I finally set aside my feelings and found a retailer online and placed the order. Once I hit send on my order, I cried. I find it captivating how many actions are tied to emotions surrounding my son’s diagnosis. Maybe it’s because I am still so raw. Maybe it’s because my hand was forced and I don’t take well to losing control.
One thing I have realized this year is the importance of knowledge. Knowing, truly is half the battle. God forbid anything were to happen to me, and Carter needed assistance, who would tell the rescuers he is a Type 1 Diabetic? It was another moment when I realized this isn’t about me or my feelings, it’s about my son.
When the bracelet arrived, I unwrapped the package, placed it on Carter’s wrist, then unwrapped my peace of mind from sadness. I know Carter will adjust to wearing it, and I will have complete peace of mind, especially when he starts school and is not always within arms reach of me. Letting go is so difficult, especially when you have a child whose physical wellbeing are dependent on you, 24/7.
Transition, though difficult, creates better boundaries, more confident people, more positive interaction, and a comfort within oneself that is only achieved by trudging through the pain and disappointment that has been handed to us.