Back in April 2010, I was a freshman uni student adjusting to newfound adult life outside of school. I can remember spending much of my two week Easter break feeling overwhelmed by a couple of 2,000 word university papers that were conveniently due the first week back after break.
It’s safe to say that I didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about Easter that year. I had no idea that it would be the last time that I would be able to consume a whole Easter egg with no consequences. Or stuff my face full at Easter get togethers without having to keep a close eye on my blood sugar levels hours into the night.
Looking back on that last Easter without diabetes, I don’t really have any major regrets. Because six years later, I can’t really say that too much has changed.
I’m still making an early start on Easter eggs, and trying to hide them from everyone else at home.
I’ve still got a stash of Cadbury chocolate chip hot cross buns in the freezer that have become a convenient source of breakfast or lunch when I’m in a hurry.
I’ll still have Fish and Chips for lunch on Good Friday, and go to Church at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.
I’ll probably still eat more than I need to, because hey, it’s Easter. Raffaello cupcakes, anyone?
I’ll probably still receive a good haul of Easter eggs to spread out over my desk, despite how old I am.
And I’ll probably still scab up some bargain Creme Eggs and Malteaster bunnies at the shops on Tuesday, even though I don’t need anymore chocolate.
When I think about Easter, I certainly don’t think about the insulin injections, the finger pricks, the carb counting, the correcting, the bolusses, the highs or the hypos that have come into play since 2010.
I fondly think of all the things that have stayed exactly the same.
I hope you have a very happy, safe and relaxing Easter long weekend.
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