Today's Guest host is Cheryl Kinnunen. I've never met Cheryl in real life, but she's my friend just the same.
We connected through her fantastical daughter Nicole. I met Nic 4 years ago when I was a speaker at DESA (Diabetes Exercise & Sports Association) nat'l meeting in Colorado Springs.
Nicole was there with her dad Vic, who's quite the the Athlete/dad/type 1. We hithit it off right of the bat - And spent a lot of time together that weekend - And we've kept in touch ever since!
Though I'll admit, I still haven't quite forgiven Nic for continually making fun of me for being afraid to jump off the high-dive. OK, I was running REALLY high blood sugars the whole time I was there ( I had no idea back than that high altitudes requires us to almost double our pump basal rates,) and just couldn't do it!
Nic still won't let me live it down!
Anyway, when Nic was diagnosed 6 months ago, Cheryl and I became friends and I'm so glad we are - She's an amazing D mom & friend!
Last month I asked Cheryl if she'd like to guest post. She marinated on it for a bit and then agreed.
I think you'll be pleased with the results. Take it away Cheryl !
Nic & Cheryl
So while this may be a little about diabetes…it’s really about my daughter.
Nicole will be 12 in a couple weeks. She is smart and beautiful—on the inside and out. She is a voracious reader…all she wanted for her birthday was a blue Animas Ping insulin pump and her own Kindle…she is getting both.
She is funny, sarcastic, and sometimes argumentative. She writes her own songs. She plays lacrosse. She is in Junior High and her room is a disaster. She always wants to wear more makeup than I will let her and she loves to use lots of emoticons when texting.
When she grows up, she wants to work for the FBI and profile serial killers with the BAU.
She is a good friend. She still teases Kelly about not jumping off the high dive four years ago.
Back then, Nicole was 7 and jumped of the high dive herself - NUMEROUS TIMES.
Oh, and, by the way, she has Type 1 diabetes. . She is an expert carb counter and has done all of her own pricks and injections since day 1. She saw the look on my face…that day in the doctor’s office…and asked me what the BG was. “504” She cried quietly… for a minute or two, while I held her in my arms…and she has never looked back.
I love her with every fiber of my being. She is my daughter and my hero and a person with diabetes. And I am so proud to be her mom!