We are headed out on our first big trip since DX. I think we are over prepping. Emails with scans of everyone's passports and our itinerary have been sent. Enough supplies to do MDIs if the pump fails are in the cupboard. One of our bags is already packed. All 4 of us are wearing our new shoes around the house to break them in. We have all our own snorkel gear.
Flying with a small diabetic is surprisingly nerve wracking. Not because anything is going to happen, just because I have an overactive imagination. I can SEE her pump giving her a massive dose and the Glucagon shot not working and the plane not having enough juice and.... It will all be fine. Nothing will go wrong. No one is going to catch Dengue fever. No one is going to get bit by a shark. And the diabetes won't be a big deal either.
But I'm still the type to panic. So T and I both spend all of our time both looking forward to the wide, warm beaches of Barbados, and freaking out over all the things that could go wrong. When I get back, I highly anticipate all of the I-told-you-so comments. I am sure I won't WANT to come back, but at least I have that to look forward to.
