Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Early yesterday morning, after blowing out 16 candles on her birthday cake the night before, Cassie went through one of the most harrowing, stress-filled teen experiences- the dreaded road test at the DMV.
Three point turns and turn signals aren't my largest concerns. She's a very competent and safe driver. The daddybetic in me was more concerned about her driving with passable blood sugars. Hypoglycemia at 55 miles per hour is not a worry for parents of "normal" teens. If we could figure out how to hook up a blood glucose meter to the ignition, I would do it in a heartbeat. But her mom and I will just need to trust that she'll do the right thing every time she gets behind the wheel.
Driving off, Cassie beamed. Gauging her wide, wide smile I could relate to the emotions she had. I distinctly remember the feeling of driving unaccompanied for the first time at 16. It was a sense of liberation and elation I had never experienced before. I felt free. I felt light. The world seemed open to entirely new possibilities. It's probably the same feeling we would all have the day diabetes is cured. I hope Cassie gets this sweet feeling again soon.
Posted by Me at 1:35 PM