You'll probably get a laugh out of this one. Maybe even a head shake.
But, I hope you also get a little more out of it, too.
Being diagnosed at age 5, Type 1 diabetes is pretty much all I've ever known. My daily D-duties have always been my "normal," and growing up in the 80s without any other friends or classmates who were diabetic, I went through my childhood pretty much alone in dealing with diabetes. This was long before the Diabetes Online Community. And diabetes camp only came around every so often. I did what was needed and lived with diabetes, and grew up to be where I am today.
But sometimes I forget there was a Life Before Diabetes. Five years. A time when I likely lived what some might consider a "more normal" life that I have few memories from and will likely never be able to embrace again. Aside from my parents and family members who were around in those pre-D days, but now live a state away and aren't physically there with me each day, I have no one in my life who was a constant part of my life before the age of 5, before diagnosis. Except one.
(Snicker away, all you want. I am not ashamed to admit that I, a grown man, continue sleeping with a stuffed animal. I'm secure with my craziness.)
The simple reason: Froggy and I have been through pretty much everything together. We've been together since I was a baby, sporting a sailor outfit and sitting in my grandpa's hallmark red chair. Froggy symbolizes some sense of normalcy, in whatever tangible way I'm able to hold onto that emotionally. Like a security blanket, so to speak.
Maybe, just maybe, Froggy someday will be able to also know a Life AFTER diabetes. You never know.