Sometimes, people amaze me.
I have always had people trying to tell me what to do and what not to do. But not too long ago, I was sitting in the theatre lounge, minding my own business. I had a snack and so I stealthily pulled out my insulin pen and was about to give a shot. This, interesting little man, who happened to be the assistant director on the show I was stage managing, watched me. Which was fine, I was out in the open, whatever, people do it all the time. I was not, however, prepared for what followed.
In his tiny, nasal, prepubescent voice he asked me, "Do you have the kind of diabetes where you can't hold babies?"
I just stared at him. "I'm sorry, what?"
"You know, the kind of diabetes where you can't hold a baby."
Yes, he meant like physically hold a baby. Like I might by touching it infect it or something. I didn't even know where to begin. What? My mind short circuited for a moment. "Well...I...I mean I wouldn't give someone with a low blood sugar a baby to hold but that doesn't exist"
He then mumbled something about Steel Magnolias and I checked out. I've heard some strange things in the past, some ideas about diabetes that are horribly misguided but that was the most unique.
Through the rest of the show he would throw lovely little tidbits of information at me about what I should and shouldn't do. According to him I should steer clear of candy, every drink but water, pizza, and for their own safety, babies.
Thank you kind sir. I will make a note of this.
