Let's see...when was I?
Central time, Pacific time, Kindergarten time (we all know the 5 year olds run on their own little clocks)...
After Kindergarten, I spent 4 days back in modified Central time getting my 5 ready for our not-so-traditional Thanksgiving week.
I say modified Central time because at this point in the month we'd been getting up multiple times in the middle of the night to monitor the new insulin pump every night for 4 weeks.
Yes, that's what I said...4 weeks.
We were 4 weeks in to the insulin pump thing and we still didn't have her night numbers anywhere close to good.
The only thing I can compare it to is the night time schedule of a newborn. Honey and I certainly had that glazed over, I'm getting no sleep, what day is it? look. Accept I think being up with a newborn is way more fun. (One newborn is more fun. Two? I think I'd rather deal with the pump.) At least you get to nap during the day when they do, right? With this you get all of the awake time and none of the precious snuggles or naps.
By the end of the week, Honey and Brooke were both on antibiotics. (If you're a diabetic you know that antibiotics are SUPER fun.)
ANYWAY, I was a little stressed out as we boarded the plane and headed to Florida to see Mickey and friends. The idea of going to see Mickey was thrilling. The actual process of getting there...not so much.
My friend Valerie suggested that I get some argentum nitricum at the health food store. The bottle says that it helps with "apprehension and stage fright with agitation". It might have been in my head, but I don't even care, because I took a few that morning before we left the house and a few at lunch, and I was pretty peaceful the whole entire day. Even when I was being very diligently hand searched and the TSA agent was all up in my personal space because I wanted to carry on the evil apple flavored Juicy Juice and the pointy ultra delicate lancets I felt nothing but calm. No agitation, or apprehension, or stage fright.
Once we got there we had a wonderfully magical time. It truly is the happiest place on Earth. My parents and Uncle Bubba went with us. Or more accurately, we went with them.
We pretty much can't do anything involving Mickey without my parents. My family has been going to visit Mickey for 30 years. I have many happy memories that involve Florida, and Minnie, and magic. This trip was really my parents' idea, and we cashed in on lots of my dad's travel points to help with expenses.
Bubba got some love from Minnie