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A D-Wife Says: "I'm the One"

It's an honor to be writing here from the perspective of a D-Wife, though it's nothing glamorous. It's just our life, what we know and do, and I hope that someone can get something out of what is shared here.

We've been married for six years this September (2011) but have been together for about 10 ½ years total. From time to time, I have tried to write my story down. But really, I find my life rather boring and hard to write about. No children yet, except the furry kinds who rule the Hoskins Household. So here it is, in a nutshell:

I'm the one ...
  • Who is not a blog writer, but has many random thoughts that may or may not present themselves in list form.
  • Who loves seafood, but found out the hard way that I'm allergic to it.
  • Who is the shortest in my family, but is tall enough so that my feet touch the ground.
  • Who loves to garden and play in the mud, but hates to get dirty.
  • Who wishes my pets had opposable thumbs, instead of a wagging tail that knocks stuff over, or spending time wandering the house chasing the invisible mouse.
  • Who has to watch the Harry Potter marathon on TV, despite the fact that I own all the movies and can watch them whenever I want.
  • Who loves sweets, but thinks glucose tabs taste gross. Oh, cupcakes and ice cream rule!
  • Who fetches juice boxes, but can't ever seem to open them in that moment they're needed.
  • Who calls paramedics if needed, but isn't afraid to stab the sucker in the leg with a glucagon shot if I can get close enough without taking an elbow to the face.
  • Who will threaten to pull his pump site out when he gets on my nerves, but never have. And probably wouldn't. Because then I'd have to hear him complain.
  • Who loves math, because it's constant and makes sense.
  • Who likes to figure out D-Math, because not everything that says it's sugar-free is that different than regular food.
  • Who doesn't purposely embarrass herself in public, but still dressed up as a BackStreet Boy for a diabetes camp fundraiser.
  • Who knows that while I don't "get it" when it comes to being a Person With Diabetes, Mike doesn't "get it" when it comes to being the spouse of a diabetic. We both learn from each other every day.

So in sum:

I'm the one who married a man who I love and makes me laugh, and also happens to have type 1 diabetes. And it doesn't rule my life.

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This post written by Susanne Hoskins was originally published on DiabetesMine, on July 28, 2011.

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