Dear Autism and Type 1 Diabetes,
I am not happy with either of you this morning. I think I have been pretty good to both of you. I accepted you when you showed up at my doorstep. I took you in. I admit I may have not always been welcoming and joyful toward you, but accepting. Once you were here, I took the time to learn everything I could about both of you. Often staying up very late at night reading, searching, learning. I have made accommodations in our day to day life for you, Changed much about my life’s timeline, my own expectations of where “I” would be in 10, 20, 30 years from now. I have worked with and around both of you. I really don’t think I have asked for much in return. A good day now and then, maybe a chance for uninterrupted coffee in the mornings. More than 6 hours of sleep at night would be a bonus.
Yes, sleep would definitely be a bonus.
So Autism and Diabetes can you tell me? What was up with today? I mean, really. Was this necessary?
Autism. You can try and take my girl from me, but I will continue to take her back. In this tug of war, you may have a stronghold right now, but I will win. No doubt about it, I will. Why make this so difficult on all of us? Faith’s poor bus driver is doing the best she can. She is just a bus driver, not super woman. There is no reason make this as hard as possible. Faith is 90 pounds now. She is very strong thanks to all that physical therapy. Having to carry her on to the bus as she cries and thrashes is getting a bit hard on me. The bruises I sport are earning my poor husband many sideways glances and I don’t appreciate it.
Insulin Pump. Did you really have to play the “No Delivery” game right as I was trying to fight Autism and the bus? Is it a jealously thing? Some strange sense of sibling rivalry? Did you feel the need for some attention? You have been around a few years longer than Autism so I do expect a bit more out of you. Was it really needed that I go out, in my jammies, with last nights coffee stain still on my shirt, covered in cat hair, just to force you to play right? This is just getting a bit excessive.
I am tired of it.
Autism, Diabetes, listen up. I am at the end of my rope right now. As my grandmother used to say, “You are plucking on my last nerve, and it is about to break.” Autism and Type 1 Diabetes, you need to straighten up and fly right. And this acting up before I’ve had my coffee….well, it’s gonna end right now. Understood?
I’m going to get some coffee and go find my happy place now. Have you seen it? <Please do not disturb>