Life is good


When an unwelcome visitor, such as Type 1 diabetes, comes and takes residence in your family, life changes. Things feel really serious for a while as you get to grips with counting carbs, calculating insulin doses and helping your child deal with the reality of living with Type 1 diabetes. All of this takes time.

My way of dealing with it was to keep life simple and not put too much pressure on myself. Feeling tired from initial nightly testing backed up with a full time, busy job meant I didn’t socialise as much as I had before. I’d see a few friends but not as many as previously.

  

Two years into this journey, it was time for some fun! What a great afternoon was had. Around fifty fab females arrived, dressed in black and white, bearing silent auction items, extra bottles of bubbly and above all a desire to have a laugh and raise money for a good cause.


Jellybean count – 194 painstakingly counted jelly beans. Two jars!

Dahlias for diabetes! I made about 15 different dahlias and sold them all. I think I should have charged double as they were snapped up pretty quickly!

This was such a great way to reconnect with all my extended friendship group. We had such a fun afternoon,  eating, laughing, drinking prosecco to the backdrop of a sunny Australian afternoon and the beat of a Seventies playlist on Spotify. Most of my favourite things in one place.

I didn’t involve the men in the House of Testosterone but on Saturday morning the lawn was mown, the vegie garden was weeded, bunting was hung up and the whole place looked like you want your home to look like all the time. They certainly did come through for me.

The next morning, I counted up the money and we had collected $2200 in one afternoon. My lovely, patient husband asked, ” Do I get you back now?”. Planning this event, whilst enjoyable, was very time consuming.

My middle son who has Type 1 diabetes came up, gave me the kind of cuddle that melts a mother’s heart, and said,  “Thank you, mum”.

On Monday morning I arrived at work with lots of leftover cakes and goodies. Many happy faces and a few extra dollars were collected. I basked in my little bubble of contentment when a work colleague, a lovely, normally witty man, reached past me, grabbed some cake, asking, “This won’t give me diabetes will it?”

Back in the real world now, I looked him straight in the eye and said, “That is not funny on any level, ever!” He later came and apologised. I don’t blame him but perhaps I can help educate him.

I am still feeling wonderful. Lots of money has been raised for a good cause. I’ve realised how lucky I am to be surrounded by great people. My son lives in this same community and I feel there are more people around him now who understand better. 

Fun for a good cause! 

Fun for a good cause is my current focus! 

I want to raise money for JDRF. We don’t live close to any walks and weekends are already filled with sport. I came up with the idea of a black and white themed high tea with bubbles. By charging $10 a head on the day then asking for a small item for a silent auction ( could get a bit crazy after a few bubbles, I hope ! ) , I’m planning to have some fun with some of the amazing women in my life and raise a few dollars at the same time. 

Since sending out the invitations, I’ve come to realise the amount of support my family has. People have been so positive and keen to be involved. It has also given me a chance to explain what my amazing boy (and all the children and adults with Type 1 diabetes) do to manage diabetes. It’s been a very humbling experience! 

   

Hopefully no one else in the area needs black and white decorations! They are all in my pantry! My weekly purchase of six bottles of prosecco is beginning to concern the local bottle shop owner.

Pinterest has been plundered for ideas! Making huge paper dahlias as table decorations and wall hangings has been such good fun and maybe I can even sell them at the end as Christmas decorations! It’s the first time I’ve deliberately destroyed a book in my life. The local op shops are a great source. I used one of my son’s old Hardy Boys reads for the first one as I was just too impatient to wait: I won’t make that mistake again but it’s great to see he actually does love books!

I’m so lucky to have a friend who is a high tea aficionado and she is my unofficial events coordinator ( I’m just trying to sound fancy!). Weekly meetings at the kitchen table over a glass of wine have been such fun! 

So far about forty giggling gals will be showing up for a good cause and a few laughs. Wish me luck as preparations increase!  Living in the House of Testosterone with three sons and a husband (I’m sure the goldfish is male too – he only looks at me when he needs food and he leaves his crap everywhere – sorry, bad mum joke!), I’m looking forward to some girl time. I told all the males that they were only welcome if they would be waiters (preferably topless!). Alternate plans for them are afoot!