It's funny how our mind works. I've been hit hard by a nasty cold. A nasty, nasty one, right off the heels of a week of early morning presentations and late night election revelry. Add to that cocktail, sneezy, cold infested coworkers and well yes, the minute my presentations were over, it felt like I'd swallowed a handful of razor blades. That was 4 days ago and I'm still enjoying the migration of symptoms from my throat to my head, nose and then chest. It's lovely.
But back to my point about the mind. I realized this morning, as I was surfacing from the coughing, sneezing fog, that I always feel a little put out by these common ailments that inevitably strike us all. It's like huh? A cold. For me. Excuse me? Haven't I fulfilled my "sickness" quotient and then some, by having diabetes? Don't I get some kind of hall pass for this kind of thing? I mean really!
But of course, that's silly. It kind of made me chuckle when I realized how absurd I was being. But still, I also get it. I understand the negotiation I'm having with the universe. I understand the feeling of "having paid my dues". It's my primal mind, my child mind, trying to make sense of it all. It's kind of sweet. And yes sad too, because of course, that's not how the world works, now is it.
You know what? I think like that too!!!! :-)
Hope you're feeling better soon.
Posted by: Scott Johnson | November 10, 2008 at 11:33 AM
I totally relate. But then I think of the woman I met in Myrtle Beach who sported her insulin pump so we got chatting and I found out she's had t1 for 30 years and the reason she had no hair was because she was going through chemo due to her cancer. She gets colds, too. I try to remember her when my child mind goes there like it often does! Still, it's good to acknowledge how we're feeling without judging it (our ourselves) any harsher than we'd judge our little nieces and nephews when they are whiny from having a cold.
Posted by: amylia grace | November 14, 2008 at 12:39 PM
I'm very healthy, always have been. But when I was diagnosed with LADA at age 60, 10 years ago, the thought popped into my head, "oh, goody, now that I have my disease, I won't get another." Silly me! Good example of magical thinking.
Posted by: whimsy2 | November 20, 2008 at 09:39 PM