Among the things I was (somewhat irrationally) worried about years ago was prom. It seemed impossible that the little person so completely dependent on me for all of her insulin-related needs could independently navigate a night of hot hors d'oeuvres, a buffet dinner and hours of dancing. And how would the prom dress fashion challenge work out with an insulin pump to incorporate into the equation?

Fast forward to May, and she had an amazing night.

The dress was gorgeous and nobody would have guessed there was so much hardware underneath it.

She counted the carbs for appetizers, a Shirley temple, dinner and chocolate lava cake.

She carried a roll of glucose tabs in her clutch purse, and simply went to the bar for a cranberry juice when the dancing led to a low. She was with friends who would help if she needed it.

Our awesome school nurse was a chaperone and was armed with a spare infusion set, a jar of glucose tabs and glucagon. Their only conversation of the night was about my daughter's dress.

Despite all the push to trade in the Animas Ping for a new pump this spring, we hung onto it long enough to use the remote bolus feature so that there were no awkward moments of reaching under the dress or disappearing to the ladies room every time food appeared.

Prom, and so many other things done with diabetes, required prior planning and thoughtful clothes-shopping. It was made less stressful because there were people around who were prepared to be supportive. And then? It was just as fun as it would've been with out diabetes.

1 comment:

  1. I do not know much about dresses, but the one thing I have heard my female friends talk about is pockets. If I were to attend a prom today I might even put a hole in my pocket to run my pump line.

    Oh and my wife will thankfully not let me wear a dress. :0


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