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A Wake-Up Call

I received this email from a friend a few days after I posted my last blog entry:

“Good grief, Hilary.  It is such an amazing and miraculous thing that she can do this and that she is in your life.  It just makes me break out into a cold sweat to hear about this, to know how many times she has caught you on the brink.  “Good girl” is such a small response but it is all she wants – a healthy you and your love.”

This letter is a wake-up call for me.  I hadn’t realized I take Rainie and her alerting so much for granted.  I rarely acknowledge all the “what-may-have-happened-if ” Rainie had not done her job.  She is always at my side.  It doesn’t matter whether we’re snuggling, hiking, playing at the beach, or (apparently) sleeping, she’s always aware of what’s going on with me.  Gently, I’ll feel her head nudging against me, or her paw on my arm, letting me know I need to pay attention to me.  I have become so accustomed to her constant monitoring that I have begun taking her presence and her performing her ‘responsibilities’ for granted.   I forget the fear and uncertainty I used to live with.  I used to feel so alone – especially when my blood sugar would drop suddenly, putting others and myself in peril.  Not anymore.

And, like my friend stated so simply, Rainie asks for so little in return.  She wants love, acknowledgement and attention (and food).  For Rainie, a soft word and loving pet go a long way.

“Good Girl, Rainie!” truly means so much more.  You are my friend, my constant companion, and vigilant blood glucose monitor and lifesaver. You make me laugh with your antics, and loved by your closeness and ever-present being.  Good girl Rainie!  I love you! I can’t imagine my life without you!


Comments on: "A Wake-Up Call" (2)

  1. Agnes Simpson said:

    Great Girl, Rainie! You are a live in nurse! And a wonderful family member…..lucky you & lucky Hilary.

  2. I had a similar experience with Judah (my SD) this summer. I take him for granted so much because he was my pet for two years before teaching himself to detect sugars out of range, after some more specific training he went to work for me! Well I met an older lady this summer who after finding out what Judah does told me that her sister had died as the result of a diabetic seizure. Then she looked up at me and said, “He saves your life a little everyday.” I just about lost it, she was right! How dare I not recognize where I would be without him! He’s my pancreas!
    🙂 Glad to know that sometimes we all need a little reminder!

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