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Marriage Through the Highs and Lows

 

 

 

This piece is based on a love letter that James wrote to me when we first started dating.  We took pieces of the letter and created this piece.  For most of my life, my diabetes was a check under the “Cons” section for men that I dated.  No matter how hard I  tried to reassure them, how hard I worked to take care of myself, or tried to overcome THEIR worries, I would never measure up.  James never saw that.  He only saw me.  He loved me and everything that encompasses.  This essay was a way for him to reassure me of that.

Last week, it was published on The Mighty Site and by the next morning it had started trending so much that MSN picked the article up!  What an amazing site to see–our love story on a national website!

Here it is, I hope it’s as special to you as it is to me.

 

When I first met Jaime, she tried to hide the fact that she was a diabetic.   I guess she didn’t realize that being an investigator made me pretty observant.  Besides, it was 2007 and no one wore pagers anymore—that thing had to be a pump!   She wasn’t very good at hiding it but I figured she would tell me when she was ready.  When she finally told me, I could tell she was so nervous and was mentally preparing herself for the worst.  At that point, it was game over for me.  It didn’t matter to me that she had diabetes.   I was more amazed by her tenacity than the fact that she had to wear a little device all the time.  I was more impressed with the fact that despite having diabetes, she didn’t let that limit her from doing anything she wanted to.  If anything, it made her push herself harder and do more.  The callouses on her fingers, the spots where she used to do shots all the time, and a pump alarming in the middle of the night didn’t bother me.   So she had to check her blood sugar and count carbs?  So she had to wear a pump that most of the time I didn’t even notice?  Ok… she could also hold her own at the shooting range and makes an awesome tortilla soup.  I liked the sound of her laugh, the size of her heart, and how her face gives away every emotion she’s feeling.  Diabetes didn’t matter to me—at that point SHE did.

“Diabetes didn’t matter to me–at that point SHE did.”

Jaime is a ridiculously stubborn independent person by nature.    If you know my wife, then you are quite familiar with this adorable trait.   I know that she’s managed her disease by herself for a long time and sometimes it’s a hard for her to let me “help.”  Several times, she’s had to remind me that my only job is to “not let her die if she has a low.”  I know that part of that is she wants to shield me from the drudgery of the disease and so she very rarely talks about her basal rates, site changes, and other stuff with me.  I know that she wears the continuous glucose monitor just for my peace of mind.  It’s a sacrifice she makes for me so I know she’s safe when I am not there to protect her.

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The other morning, she had a really bad low.  She wasn’t waking up and I had to give her four of her liquid glucose packets to get her to wake up.  The easiest way I can describe those 5-7 minutes when she is there but not really “there” are terrifying.  I hold my breath until I can see the light come back to her eyes and I can see her come out of it.  I wonder if she is going to be sick for the rest of the day.  I wonder if I gave her too much glucose or not enough?  I run through the million “what-ifs” in my head.  What if I wasn’t here this morning?  What if this happened in the car on the way to work?  What if this happened and it was just Callie here to help?  What if she didn’t wake up? It’s almost as if a light switch flips when she comes out of the low.  The first coherent words out of her mouth were “Babe, don’t call EMS.  I’m fine.”  It’s at that moment when I can exhale, and she takes her diabetes back over from me.  It’s at those moments when she radiates strength, a fierce perseverance and sometimes, a quiet resignation.  Sometimes though, I can see the brave mask she wears slip.  And I can see how much she hates it.  How much it takes out of her.  How much it scares her.  Then I see her spine stiffen and she pushes through it.  And in those moments, I hate diabetes.   Jaime got up and got ready for work.  She was moving slowly and I could tell that the low had taken a toll on her.  But she had a meeting she couldn’t miss that morning and she asked me as she left the house, “I’ll be ok.  Did you pick up my dry cleaning yesterday?”

Well, dang it.

 

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Hi everyone! Thanks so much for stopping by! My name is Jaime! Wife to my better half, James, who is my moon and all of my stars. We are parents to our little warrior princess, Callie Grace. We started this blog to share our journey as we navigate through our crazy beautiful life. Callie is a lower limb amputee and I am a Type One Diabetic. We are hoping to change the face of beauty one step at a time! We hope by sharing our story, you leave with a little bit more inspiration and hope! Thank you so much for stopping by and joining our tribe!

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Hi Y'all! I’m Jaime, a proud working mama, author, girl boss and wifey to an ultra-adorable husband. I am a huge book nerd, I drink coffee like my life depends on it, and run on dry shampoo and Amazon Prime. Leopard print is my favorite color. I am a story teller at heart and this blog is a virtual scrapbook of our crazy beautiful life. I'm a Type One Diabetic and our little warrior princess Callie is a lower limb amputee. By sharing how we’ve chosen to flourish in the garden we’ve been planted in, we hope you can take some small nuggets of hope, inspiration, and laughter. We are so grateful that you’ve found us—welcome to the fam. We embrace our perfectly imperfect lives and don’t let the doctor’s appointments, spreadsheets, speaking engagements, 10th birthday parties to plan, housework or date nights overwhelm us. Those things are just the beautiful reminders of all the blessings in our lives. Read More

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