The Talk about Diabetes and Alcohol

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My son with type 1 diabetes is now an adult. He can vote. He can drive a car and he can drink alcohol.

He is living at home again while he does some upgrading and starts training for his chosen career.

It is hard to believe that my baby is an adult but he is. He has his own car. He drinks alcohol much to my surprise (because he is my baby).

He seems to be responsible…well as responsible as you can be at his age. When he drinks he doesn’t drive. When he goes out, he brings along a friend who is a designated driver and doesn’t drink. He spends the night at that friend’s place so that he doesn’t drive again until he is sober.

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He brings his test kit. He has his spare supplies and extra glucose with him.

He has a system when he drinks. He has already learned how certain beverages affect his blood glucose levels. He was pretty confident in what he is doing.

He talked to me about diabetes and alcohol

How do I know this? Because my son told me.  We were discussing his night out.  I was giving him a little bit of the information that I had learned about diabetes and alcohol thanks to places like the Diabetes Mine.  He told me about his experience.  

I asked what he would do if heaven forbid, he got falling down drunk. How could he handle things? He told me that he had been there. He began to tell me what he did.

I was shocked.  This was my little boy. I began to walk out of the room. I didn’t want to know. I didn’t want to think of my baby as drinking. I really didn’t want to think of my little boy getting drunk. He stopped me.

He made me listen to his experiences when drinking alcohol

He told me that I had to know. It was important for me to understand how he handled drinking. If I didn’t listen to him, I would worry more. He wanted me to know that he was listening, learning and growing up. It was going to be okay.

I listened. I was proud that he would have this dialog with me. It was candid. It was honest. Nothing was hidden to make me feel better. It was raw.

It was tough to hear. It was good to hear.

He has stumbled in his short life. I have cried. He has learned. So have I. Together we will continue to get through.

I am glad he feels that he can talk to me.  I am glad that he has learned. I am proud that he wants me to be okay as well.

Graduation + Diabetes + Long Distance=DMomma Stress

Hair done? Shaved?

Hair done. Not shaving.

Don’t forget that I want pictures!

Will do.

Insulin full? Site good? Meter in your pocket? Got a cough drop in case you go low?

Yep, but I forgot the cough drop.

That is part of the conversation between my son and I as he prepared to attend his girlfriend’s grad.  As he was getting ready, I could picture things like a site failure during her procession.  I could imagine him not having enough insulin and sitting at their meal wondering what he would do. I could see him dropping low after hours of dancing and festivities.  I wondered about the alcohol and events that would occur after the ceremony. How would he handle all of it?

Mom’s worry.  That seems to be their job.  grad dance

Son’s on the other hand? Well, in my case, he allows his mother to carry the worry load.  When asked if he had some glucose to take with him, he replied, “I’ll grab a cough drop.”  Hence the cough drop reference in our conversation.

I asked about alcohol.  I got “I can handle it.”  I worried.  I do not condone underage drinking but I am not a fool. I know that it can and will happen. I have talked to my son about it. I am sure that his team has as well. I have shared great posts like this from Diabetes Mine.  He says that he has it covered. I have to believe him.

He made it through her graduation ceremony and the after party.  He claimed  no ill effects.  He did not attend his own graduation ceremony but did manage to show up for a few group photos (minus any suit).  Just as important…Mom survived as well.

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