Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Hutterites in Montana



So I went to Montana a couple of weeks ago. I love Montana!
AND ANYTIME I can travel with my family is a good time.
Well, one day in the middle of NOWHERE, we came across a compound of Hutterites. They are a religious group located in Montana. I saw a lot of Hutterites in the city of Great Falls. They are easy to spot
because the woman wear head scarves, that are black with white polka dots. And the men look Amish. In Montana they have a great deal of Hutterites. ... And how we ended up on this compound is another story:

So While I was on the compound, I had the sweetest woman in the world befriend me. She had lived in
Montana her whole life. But she talked with a thick Sweedish accent. She was raised as a Hutterite, I'm guessing she's in her mid sixties. She has spent her whole life living as a Hutterite on a compound. She has never lived in society! That is just mind blowing to me. She's never worn makeup, never had here hair done. She even makes her own clothes soap out of lye!!
It was like we had stepped into Little House on The Prairie!

I DO HAVE A POINT TO THIS STORY.

So as this woman told me about her life. She kept bringing us out goodies from the kitchen. She brought these yummy warm perfect hand made rolls. She told me every friday the women in the compound make 500 rolls! They all eat together. My kids were starving , so they woofed them down. As I was bolusing my son, for the roll.
My Son with T1D asked me to ask, her how many children living there have T1D?
Well here's the kicker not one of their children have T1D!!!!!
This woman who had to be in her sixties, has never known a child to have DIABETES! Her Son In Law was the head accountant. All the money from the farm goes into a communal pot and he pays the medical bills for the compound. He said no children here have ever had Diabetes???(Wouldn't he know he pays the bills.)

This Hutterite woman could not believe my son had to have shots and he has to be tested at least five times day. She was so ignorant to T1D disease. she said "So he has to take pills and watch his weight like the older men here with Diabetes?"
"No it's not like that, my son is insulin dependent. He must have insulin to keep him alive."
"This little precious boy has to have insulin always?"
"Yes" I shake my head, knowing she's now understands.
Her sympathies were heightened, her eyes became teary. "Oh that is so sad it makes me want to cry. I'll be back." She says and heads back over to the kitchen. And returns with a huge tomato for my son with T1D.
My son graciously acceptes it. And looked at me like NOW WHAT? ( My son hates tomatoes, but he understands the gesture and holds on to it.)

SO WHY ARE THERE NO CHILDREN WITH TYPE 1 DIABETES LIVING ON THE HUTTERITES COMPOUND?????
YOU KNOW THE STATICTIS 15,000 CHILDREN EVERY YEAR DIAGNOSED, 40 A DAY
WHY ARE THEY IMMUMINE ????
THEY HAVE 130 TO 150 PEOPLE LIVING ON COMPOUNDS. They branch off if the numbers exceed this.

They are a self contained community. They don't have junk food or fast food. I even joked about how do they get to a Wal- Mart when they need chocolate? She just smiled at me because, She's never made a candy run!!!! Did you read that right NEVER MADE A CANDY RUN! She lives an hour and half a way from a city. Oh I could not live there.

This experience has definitely peaked my interest. I'm not willing to leave my religion to join the Hutterites. And finding out statistics it difficult because they don't communicate with the outside world. Is there anyone in Blogger space that knows how this could be possible?





This is some information on the HUTTERITES.
Isolated on the prairies of Montana far from mainstream America the Hutterites live on large farms and ranches. They shun the modern world. They practice communal living through shared ownership of all property and income. They carefully protect their spiritual life by avoiding world temptations- no Televisions - radio's -car's or dancing. By: Laura Wilson

Friday, November 5, 2010

Sick of Diabetes!!


So I'm pretty sure my Son with T1D is sick of D.I.A.B.E.T.E.S.!!
Where does one go to return something they never asked for?
For eight long years Reese has dealt with Diabetes. He's had shots, finger pokes, pump holes all over his behind. ( the only place that has any fat) He has calluses on his fingers from testing. He's been tested everyday for 8 years at least 5 times a day that's 14,600 times. Yep his fingers have some calluses.
He just wants to be free like every other 11 year old...
Like his Twin...
He doesn't want his Mommy knowing where he is every second of every day.
Last week he went home with a buddy from school without my permission. The bus pulled up and when he didn't step out, the panic set in... and the BOY HUNT STARTED!!
"You can't just go over to Ashton's without me knowing!" Then Aston's Mom gives me a look like What the big deal?? .....Where do I begin?

He played dodgeball at school today, he called to tell me he was 40!
"Sit down, or lay down, in the office until lunch, drink a Juice immediately, eat 3 airheads... Promise me you will stay down there until lunch (15 minutes away) promise?
"Promise, I will" he says.
Then I hopped into the suburban and headed to his school, ran into the sick room it's empty.
"He left?" I bellow. "Oh was he suppose to stay down here?" The office ladies ask.
" Yes he's very low." No time to explain.... I run down the hall looking for my son. Panic sets in "Please let him be O.K. Please!" Yep, I am praying as I run, you know the prayer.
There he is, sweaty from playing too hard, dizzy from the low. He's looking at me with the vacant look..... I'm now saying a prayer of thanksgiving in my head.

Now it's time to calculate carbs for lunch...

Last year his teacher told me she thought my Son was using testing to get out of class!! I don't have the time to tell you what transpired through that comment.

My Son tells me when he grows up, he will find a cure for Diabetes.
He wants to work with children with T1D. He wants to inspire them, have a Hero to look up to. His favorite quote is.. Just Do It!
Maybe this is the reason for the receipt of this disease.
Maybe he will be the one to find a cure for Diabetes.. I pray
Maybe the Heavens picked him for his strength. Maybe that's why he was picked and not his twin.. He is the toughest kid I know.
Maybe he was picked because he is a Leader a Warrior..
A Young Man among Young Men..

I'm just his Mom, I believe all my children are going to change this world for the better. They already have. So Reese, I hope they find a cure Today, if not Today then Tomorrow or next etc...
But if one's not found, I pray you will find the cure.
I will continue to bug you all day, everyday, because I love you... I love you more than mere words can say. It's Love that only a Mom could know.
I only want the best for you.
It's my job I am your Mom... You know the Mother Lion who would fight to the death for you. Even when you just want to be one of the guys.....

Friday, October 29, 2010

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

123 Blog

So here it goes, I'm diving into a new hobby. And If I'm the only one reading this blog well... I'll have a journal of my crazy life. I hope my family doesn't mind if I share their lives with you.
check list..
Ask family if they mind sharing their most intimate and embarrassing moments with the world.
I'll check that off later....
So Yes I have a son with type 1 diabetes. And yes it's a full time job in it's self. It is frustrating, scary, and a huge pain in our derrieres. I want to be able to share with you, our day to day struggles, and meal to meal struggles. Maybe enlighten those who know nothing of this disease. You wouldn't believe how often we get asked mundane questions such as "Is it because they had to much sugar? For the record no amount of sugar can cause diabetes. Each year 15,000 children are diagnosed with type 1 diabetes *That's 40 per day.*
Ask any mother with a child that has T1D about the day the their child was diagnosed. They'll remember the day, the time, and the words that came out of the Dr.s mouths. "Michelle I'm sorry but Reese has Diabetes. You have to get him to Primary Children's immediately.. I've all ready called them, their waiting for him."
I'm Hugging my knees I begin to sob, I'm now wailing, I can't breathe, ringing in my ears. I'm sure the ache is going to kill me. Help I can't breath.... I can't breath... Then out of the darkness came my sweet son to the rescue. Taking my face into his hands he said "Don't Cry Mommy, I be fine." I was scaring him with my tears. GET IT TOGETHER! ....Some how I sucked it up and became that Mom he expected the Mom he loves. The Mom that would move a MOUNTAIN to get to him. A warrior Mom that can take on this disease and fight it with all my might.
OUR NEW LIFE BEGINS...
How can one little disease consume 99% of my thoughts???
But here's the thing I have five children. Each different and unique in their own ways. And truthfully our lives are a Comedy of Errors. My imagination is nothing to our real lives. So I'll be sharing some of our lives. Diabetes won't run this blog I'm in charge.....
"Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections." unknown
CIAO