What I am thankful for today. I am thankful for my 5th grade math teacher for staying after school to help me understand math. I am thankful for Debby Davidson for tutoring me endless hours to help me understand math! I hated it and cried over math nightly. I am thankful that they spent so much time helping me to understand math because if I did not understand math I would not be able to calculate insulin dosages for my son!
This was the post I posted on my Facebook page a couple of days ago. Over the past 9 months I have used math more than I think have in a really long time. Dividing and subtracting and calculating the doses of insulin for my son. I read somewhere that Juvenile Diabetes is the disease of burnout. Because the person with the disease and their caregivers never get a break from the disease. I know for me as my sons caregiver, that the math is that part of the disease that wears me out! I struggled with math my entire life and had teachers stay with me after school to make sure that I understood the basics. My parents hired a neighbor who was going to college for education to spend time with me every night to help me get through all my math studies. I do remember how torturous this felt to me at the time. I remember the tears and the frustration.
I remember some of the initial thoughts that I had while in the hospital with my son the first day. We were learning how to calculate how much insulin Brandon would need. I remember our Diabetes Educator pulling out plastic food and telling us how many carbs each piece of food had and how to add up the carbs and how to divide them by the number that was indicated for Brandon on the sliding scale. Then we talked abut the correction dose. This needed to be calculated a different way. WHAT! It was too much for my right brained creative mind to handle! That is when I began to understand why this is a disease of burnout. For me it is the math. I am always excited when it comes time for Brandon’s long acting insulin – no calculations just the dosage the nurse told us to take.
Needless to say today I wish I knew where Mr. Sheets lived so that I could personally thank him for not giving up on me and helping me through 5th grade math. Somehow he knew that I would need math in my life.