I talk a lot about support in my blog posts. I am continually appreciative of the "support team" around me and for what each of these people do in my life. From people like my husband, parents, and family to the great doctors I have to the many acquaintances in my daily life that know about my diabetes. They all play a very critical role, from small to large, in my every day and long term management of the emotional and physical needs of being a type 1 diabetic.
Support comes in various forms. In my life support is medical. Support is physical. Support is emotional. And support is on-going ... to name a few. As someone who receives a lot of support I also tend to be very "picky" when it comes to which types of support feel genuinely supportive and which types I am sure are meant to be genuine but end up feeling like pity.
Sure, there are times in my life where I wish this would all go away. In no way would I wish the things I have to deal with on a daily and long term basis on anyone. There are days when this battle of blood sugars feels unending, wounding, and exhausting. It takes it's toll on my body both physically and mentally. And I am sure it also takes it's toll on those around me who can't go through what I am feeling but can only try to understand as best they can.
When I write or tell of these things that just truly suck, thank you for the times that you have praised me for my strength. Thank you for the times that you have helped with the financial burden of this all. Thank you for the times that you have let me cry. Thank you for the times you have celebrated great blood sugars. And thank you for being my rock when I am scared, anxious, or angry. I am not looking for pity, yet I thank you all for understanding that this is hard ... yet not impossible.
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