I recently recieved a phone call from a little 6 year old voice. It was excited but nervous and I could hear each little breath catch as it was drawn in, “Hi, Auntie Em- this is D-man*. Could Judah and um, and you come to my school… uh on Friday? For my show and tell? Mommy will pick me up…” Now I can hear my sister in the bakground, “No, tell her, ‘My mommy will pick you up’ “
“My mommy will pick me up…”
“No D-man, ‘pick you up’.”
“That’s what I said, ‘pick me up’.” Then my sister laughed and picked up the phone, “Hi Em. Did you get that?”
“Yes, that’s fine. I’m in, see you Friday.”
So Friday came and we headed to the school. Now, this was a little bit of an unfair situation for Judah. I have a terrible back problem and it’s been flaring up pretty severly lately (The result of a nasty ski crash when I was 13, additionally I’ve gained weight recently and added too much stress on it I’m sure…). Needless to say Judah hasn’t had enough exercise lately. That coupled with the fact that I have been learning about the pump (definite learning curve…) and testing A LOT trying to see the exact patterns (I begin to get more and more interested in a CGM, I want to see the graph!) I haven’t been doing much training with him either. Now, I am going to take him to a kindergarden class. Oh, boy…
He was actually pretty good. Excited, certainly but he did alright considering he was sitting in the circle on the floor with the kids. (As a matter of fact we were sitting between D-man and a little girl whose parents I am good friends with, so he knew her too.) He was fidgety and wanted to go see the guinea pig on the other side of the room (the last time we were there, he really didn’t care that the guinea pig was there) but he wasn’t crazy. He did his tricks, he let the kids pet him and was a doll even as they stepped on his tail and fought over who could touch the soft part of his ears.
Well it turns out that we were in for a little more of an adventure, we ended up in two more classrooms and Judah got loves from A LOT of kids that day. He was a pretty happy husky, even when an entire third grade class engulfed him at once for petting. He sat there with his head back, eyes closed and a big husky smile of his face. He wasn’t perfect- at least not by my standards but he was GREAT and it was a great tool to teach. I gave a brief and simple explaination of diabetes, showed them my insulin pump, explained why I took insulin, how I could get sick if I had too much or not enough sugar in my blood, what Judah does for me. I explained how to behave when you see service dogs in public, why you behave that way. Covered a lot of stuff briefly but managed to not lose anyone’s interest before I answered questions.
It was a very fun day. After the third classroom Judah was a bit over stimulated but held himself together until I released him from ‘work’ at the car and he bathed my nephews in kisses. It was a good day for all involved I think- I hope to do more of it in the near future. 🙂