Bigfoot complete set! Diabetes Blog Week end today. High five. Meet many new friend, read many new blog. FUN. Thank you Bittersweet Karen! This post re Let’s end our week on a high note and blog about our “Diabetes Hero”. It can be anyone you’d like to recognize or admire, someone you know personally or not, someone with diabetes or maybe a Type 3. It might be a fabulous endo or CDE. It could be a d-celebrity or role-model. It could be another DOC member. It’s up to you – who is your Diabetes Hero??
Bigfoot not able stop mental churn/review what happen this morning Camp Surefire open house.
PART ONE: Drive drive drive, new area Rhode Island, never recall see, so pretty–big tree like forest, funny name: Wickaboxet, quite bit further down road: Alton Jones, feel so far away everything, only see trees.
PART TWO: Upon arrival Camp Surefire after chatty (I can’t see anything but trees! Where’s the water? I feel like we’re in the middle of nowhere!) one-hour car ride, Bubs abruptly decide not want see camp, not want attend camp. Main articulated sticking point, What if someone thinks I’m a girl? Refuse leave parking lot.
PART THREE: Bigfoot say let’s just peek inside of a cabin and not talk to anyone! Peek inside slightly icky mildew cabin. Bigfoot begin think he’s right–he shouldn’t go to camp here. Overhear counselor telling English as second language family, “We never force nobody to do nothing, we only encourage.” Oh, Bubs is totally right. This place is a disaster. I can’t BELIEVE I was going to let him come here. Meanwhile, Bubs meet camp director wife: Ali. Ali show Bubs Fox Den cabin (Fox Den = boy cabin. Mildew cabin with grammar/ESL insensitivity nightmare = unknown purpose). Glossy wood floors (just refinished), clean walls (just painted), shiny clean bunks (must be new). Overhear Bubs asking Ali what kind of battery-op light bring for attach bed/read at night.
PART FOUR: Ali introduce Bubs returning camper, also 3rd grade. So similar Bubs. Must be West Bay Bubs. This boy glasses/braces, maybe only way tell apart. Both: long hair–but West Bay Bubs’s even longer!–, pump clipped pocket, flip-floppy shoe, 3/4 length Mini Boden pants. Both enjoy experiment banana peel, determine if slippery as clown cliche. WestBB ride banana peel like ski. Bubs slip, skid, fall. Hilarious! Find out as get know WBB: also hate when dentist offer sticker of smiling tooth, hate wear name tag, hate sand cling wet feet beach, love Lego, love Star Wars, suffer recent experience mistaken for girl. (But WBB mistaken “Princess;” Bubs “Sweetheart.”) (WBB despite wear Batman shirt; Bubs, despite Darth Vader shirt.)
Now counting days until camp. (100?) No dread. Only happy. Therefore Bigfoot choose Ali (camp enchantress) and WBB (new friend. Kind of like Liberace boyfriend plastic surgery goal: resemble Liberace, but organic occurrence) for diabetes hero.