I wrote a post over at Blogabetes about last night and some disturbing new complications I am facing. And at the end of the post I mention the subject of this post.
Now, I am not writing this post to make up for not doing the dishes or for buying a crappy anniversary gift. I am not even writing this post to her as much as I am writing to all of us that have husbands, wives, partners, best friends, kids, and other type 3’s who love us and are there for us.
I am lucky. My wife lets me live with her. That was a joke kids. But last night she helped me not only to feel a little better but to help identify something that I could have missed.
As I was drifting off into sleep I was thinking, (as I do often) “I don’t think I could do this without her?” I mean, I did not marry her for her type 3 skills but she has woken me up when I have not gotten up. She has gotten me glucose when I could not stand up, and she called 911 when I was suffering from DKA.
So who are your type 3’s? A mom back home. A roommate? A Boyfriend? Your sibling? Have you taken time to thank them?
To be honest, I never thank Jasmine for what she does for me until she is bringing me a PB n’ J at 3AM. That is not cool.
So honey, thank you for loving and taking care of me and this stupid disease. Hopefully one day when there is a cure, we will both get a good night’s sleep.