I was typing a blog post the other day and I had initially typed so-and-so “… who has diabetes.” I sat and looked at the screen for a few minutes and thought, that’s not right .. and changed it to so-and-so “.. lives with diabetes.”
In my opinion (I’m sure others will disagree) but I don’t HAVE diabetes.. I live with it. It’s like being in a relationship – think of it sort of like a roommate. One that you have a love/hate relationship with 24/7. And by 24/7, I mean twenty.four.seven. With no break, whatsoever.
I honestly can’t think of a time when I’ve told someone “I have diabetes.” I’ve said “I’m diabetic”. But you have a cold. Or you have the flu. Or you have chicken pox. You don’t have diabetes – those other conditions go away … diabetes doesn’t. Living with someone/thing is much more intimate. Diabetes works itself into most aspects of my life, whether I like it or not. It’s like having to consider someone else’s opinions before you do something …. for example, “If I eat that piece of cake, how will it affect my diabetes?” is sort of like, “if I go out with this person, how will this other person feel about it?” See what I mean? It’s like a relationship.
And not a relationship that any one of us asked to be in. But it is what it is so the best thing to do is make the best of it. Be the bigger person and do whatever it takes to make the other person (in this situation, meaning diabetes) happy. Be on our best behavior. Sucks, but it’s what needs to be done in order to keep the peace and to have a long-lasting relationship. 😉