I would probably eat an entire New York Style Cheesecake
I will answer as soon as my tears are dry! Thanks for the cry fest guys :)
I would put on the first sun dress I could find and not have to worry where in the heck I was going to put my pump, leave the house with only my car keys in hand, no more juice, snacks or test stripes. I could finally free my night stand, glove box and desk at work of all my “emergency” stuff.
I would then start the big family I have always wanted and not have to worry about my children living with diabetes.
i dont even know...probably pass out in shock. Then raid the nearest store that sells cheesecake, ramen and sushi. (octopus! nomnomnom!)
I would eat alot of chocolate and ice cream and i would probably cry and scream!
As a mom, I'd do the Happy Dance in the middle of the kitchen. Take the family out for a huge Mexican dinner with fried ice cream. Then, hunt down every single scientist who worked toward the cure, and every single financial supporter of their work, and send them a big, fat bouquet of roses. Chocolate roses. And, give our ped endo a big, fat good-bye kiss the last time we saw him.
BTW, at our last check, Dr. A told us they're making headway on regrowing beta cells. It's still too toxic to be tried on humans, but in another decade, by the time our little guy may be starting his own family, he may be free from diabetes. Wouldn't that be lovely?
Mo
I would sooooooooo do a happy dance too!!! I'm half doing it while I'm sitting down in my chair right now!
I thought the same thing....immedatly start the process of finding a way to pay for it, or get approved....
ugh well to start with probly my dad and i would (together for #1 the rest i would do by myself w/o him obviously lol maybe accept for #4 would involve him too):
1)doing lots of research to find out if the news is true than talking/fighting w/insurance company and what not :(
2)cry than try to figure out what im supposed to do cause this life is all i know ive had it since i was 10 months old so i dont know any different
3)party hard with my friends/and my boyfriend all night
4)go out and finally be able to eat either a dick's burgers vanilla shake or arby's vanilla shake while dipping french fries in it (trust me i did it i dipped 1 frie in my dads shake it was soooo good!)
5)cry again thanking my meters and syringes and insulin for all their years and years of service and than crush them and beat them to a pulp with my boyfriends sledge hammer!
I would wear a skirt, because I wouldn't have to manipulate it around the pump, pants with pockets just so they could be empty, and a dress because I haven't been able to manage that in years -- without some excrutiating planning and out-witting of the dress. All at the same time.
Ha ha, people would look at me weird. But I would just grin, and be like: Dude! These are the pants of an X-diabetic - so buzz off and let me be proud lol
Oh Alyssa, I hope you're the first one they treat with the new cure!
(I'd like to be the second as long as everyone on Juvenation get's
their share right away.)
Paul, Paul, Paul. I want to be the last; I'd rather everyone else get it first. I can wait.
Just so I can wear the pants?
well i know they are in the process of a cure for type 1 it is still in the trial period but they have cured 14 out of 15 people so far it has to do with stem cell research they are taking the stem cells out of the body freezing them then you go hrough kemo to lower your imune system then the put the stem cells back in and some how they are rejuvenated and the diabetes is completly gone i cant wait till it comes out to the public.
and i would take my daughter out to eat and not make her poke her finger, not give her a shot and not have to tell her that she couldnt eat that bc theres too much sugar or too many carbs i would let her eat as much of whatever as she wanted.
i'd probably eat an entire chocolate cake with chocolate frosting on it. then cry...
I would eat like every 25 minutes because I could and be TOTALY worry-free!! (I'd eat a big thing of french-fries during that day!!)
go and eat a giant, 10+ scoop sundae, with caramel and fudge sauce on tiop, with peauts :P!!!!
and Then I will feel sick get rushed to the hospital and will be told that I have type 2!!
thats my nightnamre, whenever someone askes metis question that is my responce, they all laugh, but seriously Im soo unlucky I know thats going to happen to me!!
-Kat
I would probably go for a run. I'm not a runner of any sort, but with news like that, I'm sure I'd have an extraordinarily large boost of energy. I wouldn't have to check my blood sugar levels before heading out and I wouldn't have to make sure to bring sugar tablets along in case my blood sugars dropped instantly.
I'd then gather all my girlfriends and have a night out on the town, go to a funny movie, have some sushi and maybe even enjoy a smoothie or a fruity drink!
We'd all go back to my apartment for a slumber party like in our younger years, throw in some sappy movie or an old classic like THE KING AND I and sing along at the top of our lungs, all while eating popcorn or brownies, and sippin' on some non-alcoholic strawberry daiqueries. I'd of course whip out the already-half-eaten lemon freeze from the back of the fridge that I had hidden from my brother and I'd probably go to town with it.
I'd then be the first one to go to bed (or pass out, like back in the day) and I'd lay there and bawl for hours and thank God for giving me such a wonderful gift and for making my life a little easier.
i GO SWIMMING WITH MY PUMP :p I hate swimming though lol but I have the animas2020, be careful though, cuz i think i wrecked my poump cuz I brought it too a " wave " pool.. not the smartest thing
-Kat
My daughter would say eat a whole cheescake and or drink real lemonade, not sugar free. I would say take her to all her favorite spots, have tons of fun all day and night and not worry a minute about if she is running high or low. FREEDOM
I would cry. long and hard. Though I would love to rip my pump of right then and there, I would obviously have to wait until I received whatever treatment was needed to get rid of this stupid chronic illness.
Once I became cured...(or should I say become because "we are going to have a cure in 5 years" so they keep on saying) I would take off my pump throw it in a box with my remaining supplies along with my glucometer, test strips, lancets, etc. and put it in attic storage. I would want to keep it like others have said to remind them of what they used to deal with and to show family just like a year book. Then, provided I had enough money, I would plan a trip to Europe knowing that I wouldn't have to worry about my pump breaking, or running out of supplies, or my sugar sky rocketing because I was travelling. I would do things that otherwise I'd be worried to do with a pump. I would try rock climbing or skydiving. I would probably binge it and work out as long and as hard as I wanted without worrying about lows. I would for once be able to sleep through the night without having to untangle myself from the pump tube and then I would cry some more.
I'm sure I would go through some sort of withdrawal or minor depression because I would have to figure out who I was again. For so long my thoughts have been filled with blood sugars, when I need to change my site, when I need to stop working out, what I should and shouldn't eat, the list goes on. I would thank God and hopefully get back to the care free person I was before Diabetes.