While we were recently reading the original Madeline, two things struck me.
First, the two times my daughter has been hospitalized since her diagnosis, she thought it a vacation of sorts. With everyone doting on her. One-on-one time with parents. The playroom. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed, with the TV on!
It’s no wonder Madeline’s meilleures amies also wanted their appendixes taken out.
(And no, it wasn’t a vacation, the IV’s and injections, poking and prodding, peeing in a hat, and more were not fun. But she makes lemonade out of lemons.)
Second, the image of Madeline showing off her scar is a scene I have witnessed again and again over the past few weeks.
Since beginning the insulin pump, my daughter Q proudly shows her stomach to any halfway interested party and begins her spiel:
Do you know what it does? It gives me medicine.
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