Mr Banting’s birthday
has become International Diabetes Day.
This is, I assume, because of his life saving, Nobel prize winning
co-discovery of Insulin and its therapeutic effects (in 1922 in case you are
wondering. ) There were online offers to sign a birthday card to the (dead) man
in order to break a world record and acknowledge him as the Champion of
diabetes, but this kind of showmanship is not my cup of tea. I would rather raise my cup to the heroes
who deal daily with the weight of the diabetic diagnosis.
So we didn’t acknowledge World Diabetes day in our
household, although I was made aware of it through the forums and a friend who
was hosting tea for moms with T1 children. We did go out for ice cream after supper (a
very healthy meal if I say so myself….) in order to Celebrate Life. Food can be a scary issue with a person with
diabetes. I was thinking yesterday, as I
reached for a handful of peanuts and yet another cup of tea, that I can just
eat when I feel peckish without wondering what it will do to my glucose levels
or if I need an injection. It is a freedom I usually take for granted,
as most people do. But really it is a
luxury.
It was also Great
Aunt Edna’s birthday yesterday, so we clinked ice cream cones and wished her
health and happiness. TD and I chose Strawberry birthday Cake as one of our flavours in honour of her special day.
While we are in the birthday mood, it was also Prince
Charles’ birthday. It was tempting to go
back for seconds to wish his health too, but then I remembered some one else I
know who has the same birthday. They would need toasting too! Luckily we
decided moderation would be more sensible.
Ice cream eating is an insulin heavy activity, and anyway, more than one
helping is difficult to stomach. There
can sometimes be too much of a good thing.
Happy birthday to all the 14 November people. And Celebrate Life to all the rest of us.
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