Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Candy Exchange Meetup

Every year our local hospital, the one where Grace was diagnosed six years ago, has a Diabetes Candy Exchange. They want us to give our precious candy over to them, in exchange for other goodies. Breaks my heart to see all that beautiful candy being given away.

What I don't understand is how on God's green earth, these Type 1's give away Smarties and Nerds. People. People. People. They are among the best candy to bring up a low. They are pure sugar and they work fast. Yet I see them thrown in there among the Laffy Taffy (pull out all your teeth candy) and the unwanted Baby Ruths (no one likes those). Sad.

Many years I stick my hand right into the cans where kids are depositing the giveaway candy, and sort through it, pulling out handfuls of Smarties and Nerds. It's like Dumpster Diving for Diabetics. Sure, everyone looks at me, but I got over that about ten years ago. Look away people if you don't want to see me getting the best candy. Look away.

Alas, this year I did not Dive. The darn cans were too close to the nurses sitting at the registration table! It was even too close for me. Plus I was gonna SO embarrass Grace if I did anything like that. Like that has ever stopped me before, right? I didn't even Dive, everyone should be so proud of me. I know there were Smarties and Nerds in those cans, I just know it.

They have food, with the carb counts on them, bless their little hearts. They have gluten free food - bless them even more! No drinks though other than water. I'm not sure they believe even in Crystal Light. They also have random food on the table - a big bowl of unwrapped cheese sticks. OK, then.

The best part of the exchange is hanging with friends. When Grace was little, it was all about the activities -the arts and crafts, the face painting, the pumpkin carving, but now it's all about who she gets to see and hang with. Luckily this year, her BFF from camp could come. She's only 1 year into the D, and lives 5 minutes from our house, and we met her at camp this year, how crazy wonderful is that???

Another camp friend, the illustrious same-name Grace came too. They made a trio of blue. They communed, they chatted, they made arts and crafts together. They wore their Walk shirts, Grace even matched with her blue sweatshirt! and had their faces painted the same. They hung out.

That's the beauty of the candy exchange  - it's really disguised as a get-together for the young T1s. And a way for me to increase my candy stash for lows. That will have to wait for next year.

Oh, Else sang karaoke and Olaf came. He was delightful. His head didn't come off though. Don't ask me how I know.

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