Thank you Karen at http://bittersweet-karen.blogspot.com/ for coming up with this great idea!!
Today's post topic is what do you think life would be like after a cure is found....I truly don't think that I can even begin to express to you what a cure would mean to me, a mom of a type 1 let alone for Cara, a type 1. So I thought that if I could explain what it feels like being a type 1 mom (for me) maybe you could understand what a cure would really mean and what life would be like after we find it.
So here it goes, this is my analogy of the life of a type 1 mom.
On hearing of your child's diagnoses all goes numb, your heart starts racing and for some reason you try to take a breath and you just can't.
It is like someone has thrown you into an ice cold lake with no time to brace yourself, no time to take that last deep breath before the plunge. You have no idea how you got there or why.
You begin to panic, surrounded by only freezing water, your heart is pounding, your limbs are going numb and your lungs are just aching for a breath of air. You try to scream for help but you are unable to make a sound, you thrash your arms and legs to no avail your only falling deeper.
You try to breathe...and still no air.
From this far down you can only see reflection of people standing above you. Some are trying to help but they can not reach, others stand around and watch and some begin to walk away.
You are now alone but you are strong, you begin to move your arms and kick your legs against the ice cold water. You focus intently on getting to the surface .
Soon you realize that you are making head way, you are doing it, you soon will have air. The stokes are rhythmic and steady....as you stretch your neck out as far as it can reach you start to take your next breath of air. And as the air begins to full your aching lungs a wave crushes upon you and the current takes you back to that same place that you started.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is that life after a cure would be like being able to breathe again.