I tried to limit our guests this year because
- I have a small house.
- I have a limited budget.
- There are less conflicts.
- I don't lose my sanity (completely anyway).
Finally we came up with a list and it included one other friend with T1. After all was said and done we sent out 8 invites and all 8 RSVP'd yes.
This is actually the first time I've been left to watch another child with T1 alone. And are you ready to laugh? I was rather terrified!!!! I know how my daughter's T1 behaves (for the most part)! I know how she handles party food, counting carbs, etc. Now I was going to be responsible for someone else's T1! I wanted to do my best AND not allow her to feel singled out at the party. I wanted to make sure the decisions I make about carbs for those sketchy foods (a piece of cake; tortilla chips, etc.) would be okay decisions and not send the poor kid home with a BG of 500 or be screaming for the glucagon because I over bolused her.
My rational self KNOWS this is ridiculous. I handle Alex all the time. What difference does another child make?
All in all the event went awesome for the other girl at the party. She is such a mature, social, cheerful young lady. I was happy to have her (and her parents drove all the way from the other side of town!) I was happy her parents were confident with my ability to care for their child so much so they went to a movie and a mini date while their child was in my care (a big deal to me because we rarely go to a movie when Alex is in someone else's care because of the no texting/phone policy at the theatre!) I could tell they were excited to have some time alone and feel confident in my ability to take care of their girl.
I will say that whole YDMV phrase applies (Your Diabetes May Vary)! I had made up carb count cheat sheets for both girls and also labelled some of the foods. I tried to discreetly help them count carbs throughout the event.
The most interesting part of the whole thing to me is, the very even keeled friend stayed in a good range despite lots of party food and commotion. My child? The one who counted every carb (at least as far as I could see) was reading HIGH on the dex by the time the party ended despite many attempts to correct and set higher basals, etc. She was in the 400s until around 6 PM and started coming down finally after that. My child who doesn't have an even-keel bone in her body! You have to laugh because what else can you do?
At any rate, all the girls had fun! Diabetes didn't get in the way and Alex and her friend I think loved having a friend together at this party that "got it". Awesome!