Gorgeous "buggles" curtesy of eipcscreensavers
A few months ago, my friend’s three-year old daughter wanted to know why I wore my insulin pump. I told her that “my belly was broken and the insulin pump gave me medicine that my belly needed to turn all the stuff in food into energy.” I kept it simple and she seemed to understand. She asked about the infusion set and the tubing and told me that she was happy to hear I had medicine for my belly.
Now, whenever I see her, she keeps a lookout for my boo-boo, and makes sure I'm OK.
A few days ago I went over there, and Cutie Pie (not her real name) and I had the following conversation.
Cutie Pie: Kel, you still got the boo-boo on your belly?
Me: Yep, right here.
Cutie Pie: So your belly's still broken? Awwww, does it hurt??
Me: Sometimes, but for the most part no. I’m just really happy it gives me the medicine I need.
Cutie Pie: Is your boo-boo starting to itch?...When it itches it means it’s getting better.”
Me: REALLY? No, it’s not itching yet.
Cutie Pie: Well, let me and Mommy know when it is, OK?
Me: OK, I will.
Cutie Pie: AND DON'T SCRATCH IT..it'll get infected. It’ll be OK Kel. Want to blow some buggles? Buggles will make your belly feel better.
Me: Would love to blow some buggles, thanks.
Cutie Pie: I’ll blow them, you pop them.
Me: OK, sounds like a plan.
Cutie Pie blew a bunch of bubbles, looked up at me and said: Aren’t the buggles gorgeous? Gorgeous buggles on a gorgeous day.
Me: They’re gorgeous and you’re more gorgeous!
Cutie Pie: Your so gorgeous! Love you Kel, lets blow more buggles.
Me: OK, I love you too.
So we blew more buggles...and the gorgeous day continued.