Your wish is granted

So there was this carnival in New Jersey. I made a wish on this machine. It was called a Zoltar Machine! It had this bobbing head that looked just like a devil and if you got a quarter in the devil’s mouth you could make a wish and I did!  So I made a wish to not have diabetes!

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OK, so that’s not how it really happened.  But earlier this month, I did make a wish:  I wished that I would have a chance to meet some other people in the DOC.  While making that wish, I was also terrified that I would actually have to plan something, because, you know, I really stink at planning things.  I had resigned to the fact that this would just become another fleeting thought of mine that would go nowhere.

But almost immediately, one member of the DOC invited me to a event, which unfortunately I had to decline (and since the invitation was private, that person’s name shall also remain so).  Then Alecia extended what is virtually an open invitation to join her on September 30th in the New York City JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes.  So, after making sure my wife would allow me to head into the big City to meet some girl I met on the Internet (it’s not really like that, but for the sake of my marriage, I need to make sure), I signed up to walk with Alecia’s Stem Cells.

Then, last week came the not-so Bitter-Sweet announcement that there JDRF was planning a”New York Metro Region T1D Adult Meetup.”   It’s not a particularly catchy name, but I expect it will be just as it sounds and it’ll be my first chance to meet some of you.  I’ve already been told that some DOCers (made up term) from New Jersey, New York, and Connecticut will be there.  It’s on September 20th from 7:00 pm to 8:30, and even though pumping should mean I don’t need to eat on a schedule, I’ll probably grab dinner somewhere beforehand.  Whoever else is attending is welcome to join me:  Probably sometime around 6:00 in the vicinity of the JDRF office.

And all because I made a wish upon my 101st blog post. (Or maybe it’s just coincidence. Either way, I’ll take it!)

But, of course, diabetes isn’t all about getting together with friends and partying.  The morning after the meetup I’ve got an appointment with my endocrinologist.  I’m actually expecting good things this time around, but it’s still will bring the reality of living with diabetes front-and-center in my mind again.

(By the way, on October 7th I’ll also be walking in the JDRF walk for my home chapter at the County College of Morris in Randolph, NJ.  I’m not registered yet, as I recently learned the team I walked with last year may not participate, but I know I’ll still be there one way or another.  Any and all of you are welcome to join me).