Toon crazy
Mouseketeer
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2016
I have always been a Disney fan. From when I was five years old and my aunt took my brother and I to Disneyland. She made good money and liked to do nice things for my family. My mother was a poor single parent with 4 kids and couldn't afford trips like that. From the first moment I walked up main street I knew I liked Disney. I did not however love Disney until much later.
We always made plans to go to Disney again someday, but never could come up with the money. Eventually, I moved on with my life. I went to school, got a good job, got married and we had a child of our own.
When my DD turned three. I decided I wanted to take her and my DW on their first trip to Disneyland. You see my DW has lived in California her whole life and never been to Disneyland, ( it's sad I know).
Needless to say we had a great time. Seeing the park thru my DD's eyes was magical. We became regulars to Disneyland and even became APH.
Four years later things would change. My DD had begun to lose weight and was constantly thirsty. I had suspicions of what it was. But when the Doctor confirmed my suspicions, and diagnosed her with type 1 Diabetes we were devastated.
The usual things run thru your head. What did I do? Is this my fault? We had never let her have too many sweets but what if it was still too much. We came to understand that there was nothing we had done. Type 1 isn't caused by bad eating or bad choices. You can't eat less sweets to stop it. You can't do more exercise to make it go away it just happens.
So now my daughter was forced to prick her finger and check her blood before every meal. She had to have insulin shots at least four times a day. A hard life for a Seven year old at the time.
My daughter had been thru a lot. So after consulting with her endocrinologist and asking about the foods she could eat and how to monitor her while on vacation. We decided she deserved Disneyland for her birthday.
The first time traveling with the insulin, worrying about storage, and did we bring enough. Was nerve racking.
On our first day walking thru security at the gate. My wife was carrying my daughters insulin, needles and blood glucose monitor in her bag. She opened it up and explained to the security guard what she had. He smiled looked at it and said no problem. He let us know that the first aid station had a refrigerator and we could store our insulin there.
We were so happy that this kind man had seen us going through something like this. He didn't just do his basic job look and pass us thru but took the time to give us advice.
We went to the first aid station as he suggested. They were so kind. They let us store the insulin in the fridge. They also let us know that they had first responders if there was ever an issue. They told us that if we wanted a private place to test we were welcome to come back anytime.
My daughter went on to have a great time. She got to smile and laugh. She got to share a Mickey bar with my wife, (of course carbs counted and insulin given). She got to see that things were ok. In other words she got to be a kid.
We have gone to Disneyland two more times since. We have even been to Disney world for the first time this year.
So for me it wasn't riding a particular ride, or seeing a particular character that made me fall in love with Disney. It was a nice security guard. Who took a moment to smile and understand what my family was going through. A nice man who let me see the Disney difference.
This is the moment I fell in love with Disney. What moment did you realize you had?
We always made plans to go to Disney again someday, but never could come up with the money. Eventually, I moved on with my life. I went to school, got a good job, got married and we had a child of our own.
When my DD turned three. I decided I wanted to take her and my DW on their first trip to Disneyland. You see my DW has lived in California her whole life and never been to Disneyland, ( it's sad I know).
Needless to say we had a great time. Seeing the park thru my DD's eyes was magical. We became regulars to Disneyland and even became APH.
Four years later things would change. My DD had begun to lose weight and was constantly thirsty. I had suspicions of what it was. But when the Doctor confirmed my suspicions, and diagnosed her with type 1 Diabetes we were devastated.
The usual things run thru your head. What did I do? Is this my fault? We had never let her have too many sweets but what if it was still too much. We came to understand that there was nothing we had done. Type 1 isn't caused by bad eating or bad choices. You can't eat less sweets to stop it. You can't do more exercise to make it go away it just happens.
So now my daughter was forced to prick her finger and check her blood before every meal. She had to have insulin shots at least four times a day. A hard life for a Seven year old at the time.
My daughter had been thru a lot. So after consulting with her endocrinologist and asking about the foods she could eat and how to monitor her while on vacation. We decided she deserved Disneyland for her birthday.
The first time traveling with the insulin, worrying about storage, and did we bring enough. Was nerve racking.
On our first day walking thru security at the gate. My wife was carrying my daughters insulin, needles and blood glucose monitor in her bag. She opened it up and explained to the security guard what she had. He smiled looked at it and said no problem. He let us know that the first aid station had a refrigerator and we could store our insulin there.
We were so happy that this kind man had seen us going through something like this. He didn't just do his basic job look and pass us thru but took the time to give us advice.
We went to the first aid station as he suggested. They were so kind. They let us store the insulin in the fridge. They also let us know that they had first responders if there was ever an issue. They told us that if we wanted a private place to test we were welcome to come back anytime.
My daughter went on to have a great time. She got to smile and laugh. She got to share a Mickey bar with my wife, (of course carbs counted and insulin given). She got to see that things were ok. In other words she got to be a kid.
We have gone to Disneyland two more times since. We have even been to Disney world for the first time this year.
So for me it wasn't riding a particular ride, or seeing a particular character that made me fall in love with Disney. It was a nice security guard. Who took a moment to smile and understand what my family was going through. A nice man who let me see the Disney difference.
This is the moment I fell in love with Disney. What moment did you realize you had?