Getting Ready to Move
I recently had a revelation about diabetes and that is — the devil is in the details. I think it’s moderately easy (at least for me) to come to grips with the overall concept and problem with diabetes as a disease, it’s the little details — the little but annoying ways that add up to be a big thing in your life. Examples of this include: mail order pharmacy sending us hundreds of the wrong type of test strips and spending 30 minutes to an hour on the phone trying to straighten it out so that we’re not charge $50 or more and then still waiting for return label. Or, just trying to go to a two hour event while the baby-sitter watches Grayson. Luckily now at 5 and half, he’s able to dose himself with the pump if we relay to him over the phone how many grams he ate — but the preparations are tedious. Or like tonight, when I left his diabetes bag at the restaurant or the fact that we have to supply an entire rubbermaid bin full of supplies to any school he goes to. I could list a thousand little details. That to me is where the pain is. And that’s not to underestimate the longterm effects, but it’s that continuous onslaught of tiny details that seems overwhelming at times. It’s not that you don’t get used to them, because you do, but it still can wear on you.
I’ve also decided that moving is very similar. You have the big painful things like moving away from friends and neighbors and starting over where you know almost nobody. About the time you think you’ve mentally prepared yourself for that, you realize that you are covered up in avalanche of annoying little details that feel like they are going to wreck the whole thing. Tonight I found myself running around the house trying to replace toilet seats so we could throw away the old ones in tomorrow’s trash. And we also debated about exactly what items the moving company would and wouldn’t move for us and how we’ll ever get all the self-move stuff into our vehicles, and how we’ll manage to sleep in the funky motel in Nashville when we get there, and whether they’ll have the fridge for Grayson’s meds, and…
The more items we do, the more items we add to our checklist. But perhaps in the midst of all the chaos, it’s one of the things that’s most keeping me from dwelling on how sad we are to leave.
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