tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18781430.post1898543979389052106..comments2012-02-08T02:44:37.979-05:00TDRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03779234402468975808noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18781430.post-41225201007359809132010-11-13T00:43:42.871-05:002010-11-13T00:43:42.871-05:00I&#39;ll have to copy and paste this one from a blog post long, long ago...it was right after my daughter was dx with celiac -- she had been dx with T1D for about 3.5 years at this point...<br /><br /><br />Jason: Addy (5), I need to check your sugar.<br /><br />Addy: I&#39;m not high.<br /><br />(Neighbor tables begin to pay attention now. We&#39;re used to it. Sometimes we forget that not everyone in society has seen a little girl getting her fingers poked and wearing an insulin pump.)<br /><br />Jason: Well, I still need to check you.<br /><br />(Kaelyn (3) tries to hand Addy a chicken nugget while Jason is checking her blood sugar.)<br /><br /><br />Addy: (**LOUD WITH EMOTION**) KAELYN, I CAN&#39;T HAVE WEED!!!<br /><br />(Neighbor tables continue to stare...unsure whether to call 911 or chuckle themselves.)<br /><br /><br />Jason: WHEAT, Addy. WHEAT...you can&#39;t have wheat!!!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16704298016041843194noreply@blogger.com