Big John....Big Bad John

John had his first meeting with our "new" endocrinologist today. They told us upfront that this initial meeting could last anywhere between 3 - 5 hours (ours lasted 5 1/2 - but who's counting?). It's hard not to feel somewhat "graded" as a parent when you go to these appointments. Like I'm going to walk out with a "pass/fail" report card at the end of our visit. Our old doctors office (where they took my word at face value) was intimidating in it's own right. But now, they have their fancy - computers don't lie - check up system. We went back for John's vitals check and the nurse asked for his METER. "Please take it completely out of it's case, Mrs. Powell." Ugh! She hooked it up to the computer and downloaded his last readings for the past ever how long. Let the judgment begin. They know it all now.... We did a little more waiting, met the social worker, waited some more, met the diabetic educator, waited, waited, waited, met the doctor, waited a little more, and then finally, met the dietitian. We loved them all! Better yet, they seemed to like us too. Come to find out we "PASSED" with flying colors! His A1c was 6.7 - an all time low! I walked out feeling somewhat validated as a parent, secretly thinking I needed a bumper sticker proclaiming, "I'm a proud parent of a diabetic with a low A1c". The feeling was short lived....
On our drive home, as I savored the moment, John asked me if we could go to the pool later or would I be too busy....here's the zinger....."facebooking". Ouch! A few minutes later....to top it off and while I'm still licking my wounds he asked, "Are you ok?" "Yes...why?" He then adds, "Oh...you look mad....or is that just your face?" There you go! All in one day....from the highest high to the lowest low....a big fat F.

Seriously, congratulations John! We are so proud of you!