I know I will be revisiting a topic from a previous post, but I took Rainie to the retinal doctor’s office again today. I wasn’t a patient this time. I’ve been scheduled for eye surgery in a couple of weeks, and I misplaced the paperwork required for the pre-op physical. Sigh. I think I’ve misplaced my brain also. Anyway, this time as we entered, I wasn’t as stressed as usual – but the dread radiating from the people in the waiting room was palpable. Even Rainie’s happy-go-lucky demeanour became sunken and withdrawn…
…for a moment. As I stood at the counter waiting for the papers I needed, Rainie’s favorite medical assistant appeared. Rainie’s tail began to wag as she stretched into her ‘downward-dog’ yoga pose and ending up rolling onto her back for a smiling belly-rub. By this time magazines were lowered as all the eyes in the waiting room participated in the ‘love-fest’. As one person came (and asked) to join in, I could see the gleaming desire in the watching eyes of the elderly patients, waiting. Rainie and I went to greet everyone in the room. Rainie slowly and respectfully allowed each one to embrace her, and sat in front of a very frail man in a wheelchair. As he attempted to reach down to her, she gingerly placed her paw in his hand, then her head in his lap.
As we turned away, the man in the wheelchair said, with tears in his eyes, “That really made my Valentine’s Day!” while someone else commented on how each doctor’s office should have a dog. The last comment I heard was, “That was such a breath of fresh air…”
Will work for
(but would prefer a steak!)
“Hi. My name is Darwin. I am a Diabetic Alert Dog. I alert this girl’s parents when she is having a high or a low blood sugar. The parents reward me with Cheerios but I think I deserve a STEAK. After all I save the girl’s life all the time. If you agree, please like this. The girl’s parents said id I get 10.000 lkes I get a STEAK. Thank you!” ~~ This photo was originally posted on Face Book; and although I’ve written about Darwin in the past, if you haven’t had the opportunity to meet this regal, layed-back, newly graduated black Lab and his 4- year- old charge, please check into their new blog (hilariously written from Darwin’s perspective, and voiced by his human mom.) DarwintheDAD.com
Laura and Darwin just graduated from EAC as a certified diabetic alert dog team. Since Laura, being only 5, is too young to be Darwin’s designated handler, “Team Darwin” includes her parents also.
It is impossible for me to express how the life of a family with a young diabetic child changes once a DAD (Diabetic Alert Dog) enters the household. Many parents have said that they have a huge sense of relief knowing they have yet another team member to watch over their child, in a way that they cannot. The dogs help bring a sense of peace of mind, increased safety, caring, companionship and friendship to all, not just the immediate family.
Because Darwin has been trained to have two distinctive alerts, one for highs and another for low/dropping blood sugars, Darwin’s alerting is also allowing Laura to identify the sensations of high and low blood sugars, give them appropriate names, and verbalize the feelings. This is an incredible and unforeseen gift! The world of how these dogs help us continues to evolve.
Hooray for “Team Darwin!” And, as for my alert dog Rainie, I believe her preferred reward for alerting me would be either pumpkin pie, or graham crackers with peanut-butter.
Will work for
(but I’d prefer a steak!)
It’s been a hard day
(actually, it’s been many hard weeks)!
This is the sort of picture I would usually get of Rainie after an event such as a diabetic walk, or tonight’s EAC Crab Feed, or any time there are many people with diabetes in one area — as a diabetic alert dog, she is always aware of everyone’s blood sugar.
However, I took this photo yesterday after I dumped jackets, etc., on the floor before bringing in the groceries from the car. Rainie was exhausted. We had just come back from a very crowded grocery shopping (she gets very nervous when there are many shopping carts being pushed around, and her “I’m nervous” behavior includes nudging, which is also one of her ‘alerts’), and my blood sugar has been in what I like to call “super-ball” mode for the past few weeks. Rainie has been very busy alerting on all the highs and lows. I didn’t realize that she was also doing this while dodging the other shoppers. Fortunately for me, she rarely gives up.
I had run into some friends in front of the egg section. (I hadn’t seen them in a long time and joked about their recognizing me because of Rainie). Well, as we talked, Rainie begin nudging me. I petted her, knowing that my bs (blood sugar) was fine, having just done it in the car. As I acknowledged her, Rainie looked at my friends for what I assumed was attention. She does this sometimes because she is a true flirt! After a few minutes of “annoying me” my friend suggested I might want to take something; so I popped a glucose tablet in my mouth – despite the fact that I knew I was ‘fine’. I wanted to keep talking. When we finally said good-bye and I was in line at the cashier, I did my bs. It was unchanged from what it had been in the car. “Show-off!” I thought! I was annoyed. But Rainie would not stop alerting, in fact, she was ramping-up. So when I got to the car I did my bs again and found it had dropped 50 points between then and the check-out line! Good girl, Rainie! I ate more glucose while sitting in the car; and while waiting for my bs to rise I rediscovered that my CD player was still out of discs and that I still wish they would make chocolate or peanut-butter flavored glucose. Sigh. It took 20 minutes and many glucose tablets before I was safe to drive.
Thank you, Rainie (and Jan and Chris)!