Hope

Picture four men just like this, sitting in a window seat

I was on my way home from the grocery store last week, when I knew I needed to stop for coffee.  It was “one of those days” because normally I go to the store at 8:30.  When 1:00 rolled around I finally was able to get there. So coffee.  I needed it.  I had actually never been into this Dunks before, but it’s now my favorite.  There were four old men who reminded me of my grandfather and as I was ordering my coffee, I heard this: “Well yea Joe, when you’re that high and in the hospital they’re going to give you insulin in the hospital no matter what type.”  These old men continued to talk about their highest numbers and lowest numbers and I realized that social support for living with diabetes never goes away.  I wanted to walk over and show them my pump and say “my lowest was 20” and join them.  Of course I didn’t have time that day, but I hope they’re frequent coffee getters, because I hope to see them again.