Good night, my sweetheart

摘要

Please forgive me. This column is personal and sad. But at the same time, it celebrates the beautiful person who was my best friend, helpmate, and sweetheart for 53% years of marriage and three years of courtship before that. My darling wife, Bea, had type 1 diabetes for 35 or 40 years. She took care of herself with shots and diet as prescribed by her doctors, never complaining about having to test her blood sugar often and to carry Novolog and Levemir FlexPens. She was grateful that such pens exist, making life much easier for the user than older ways. She watched her diet and saw her podiatrist regularly. Never advertised, grumbled, or groused. She was always a sweet, calm, beautiful, loving person, caring for and about her family, her friends at the South Fayette schools, her church, and her three volunteer jobs. No one who didn't live with her or wasn't her doctor would guess that she had the disease.