Oh, that Broadway rhythm…
Oh, that Broadway rhythm.
When I hear that happy beat
I feel like dancin’ down the street
In that Broadway rhythm writhing, beating rhythm…
–BROADWAY RHYTHM BALLET
Q was born to perform.
You can see her perform nightly as she takes center stage in our living room. She dims the light and exits stage right. When everyone is seated on the couch, she makes a big entrance, flipping back on the switch as she comes through the doorway.
She sings and dances for us with a combination of moves that are quite frankly all her own.
She began taking dance at the age of two and has taken jazz, ballet, tap, hip hop, and musical theater. I personally think musical theater is right up her alley, but I think we need to add tap back in this fall.
I feel that taking dance classes and participating in recitals builds confidence. In a few weeks she will be in her fourth dance recital, performing two nights in a row.
How do we handle this extra activity as far as diabetes goes? She gets a 10-15 carb snack on her way to dance class. Many parents drop off their kids and go run errands, but one of us stays with her just in case she were to go low. And during the week of rehearsals and performances each year, we sign up to volunteer each night so that one of us is always there with her backstage. It is my husband who typically takes her to class each week and goes backstage. I jokingly call him a “stage dad.”
Recitals can sometimes throw us for a loop because dinner has to be early and bedtime is late. Her second recital (bumble bee costume above) was literally a week after we came home from the hospital. She looks so thin in the photos we took that weekend. Rehearsals and performance nights were a bit stressful (for us, not her) since we were unsure of ourselves in her care.
Last year she took two classes and had two performances each night. When I met the two of them upstairs I not only had to do a costume change and switch her hair from two high ponies to one, but we had to give her an injection of Lantus and her bedtime snack.
Interestingly, another girl with diabetes was in the same musical theater class and as we gave Q her injection, the other girl’s mother was connecting her back up to her pump.
This year’s recital in a few weeks will be a little easier since we no longer give nighttime injections. The pump will give us that freedom. I will need to figure out where to place her OmniPod though so it’s not as noticeable on stage. I’m just glad that we no longer have to fumble in the dark to give bedtime injections as we have done so many times over the past two years.
Dancing isn’t the only physical activity she likes. She fell in love with ice skating over the winter and this summer she’ll be taking two sessions of swim lessons, a week long soccer camp taught by Brits, as well as three weeks of tennis. I’m tired just thinking about it!
This post is on the topic “Let’s Get Moving” as part of the Diabetes Blog Week 2010. For more participating blogs, visit Bitter-Sweet.
Read my other Diabetes Blog Week Posts:
Day One: A Day in the Life…
Day Three: Grandma’s Girl
Day Four: Let Them Eat Cake!
Day Five: Gotta Dance!
Day Six: A Thousand Words