rutgers1
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So, there I was at a camping trip last week with my son's Boy Scout troop. Throughout the week, I hung out with another dad, who seemed like a great guy. He was having a blast, doing everything the kids were doing -- sleeping outdoors, climbing the rock wall, etc.
Then the conversation turned to his upcoming trip to Hershey Park, which has its own version of Fast Pass, from what I have been told. He was all excited because his "type 2 diabetes" would enable him to get what he called the "front of the line pass."
As the father of a boy with type 1 diabetes (who never uses it to get to the front of a line), I am familiar with the disease and know how it can affect someone. So, with that in mind, I questioned him about the status of his disease. Apparently it is very mild for him, and he doesn't have to do much to control it. From all the time we spent buzzing around camp and doing things like climbing the rock wall, it was pretty clear to me that it wasn't much of a hindrance to him and his life. Yet when the conversation turned to Hershey Park, suddenly his face turned grim and he told me that waiting on lines is very difficult for him.
This came a year after a neighbor's brother told me that he tells Disney that he has Crohns Disease so that he can get the guest assistance card.
People like this make me very mad.
(Please Note: I have nothing against anyone with type 2 diabetes. As I said, I have a young child with type 1, and my son's type 1 is much harder to control than this man's type 2, yet we don't use the guest assistance card.)
Then the conversation turned to his upcoming trip to Hershey Park, which has its own version of Fast Pass, from what I have been told. He was all excited because his "type 2 diabetes" would enable him to get what he called the "front of the line pass."
As the father of a boy with type 1 diabetes (who never uses it to get to the front of a line), I am familiar with the disease and know how it can affect someone. So, with that in mind, I questioned him about the status of his disease. Apparently it is very mild for him, and he doesn't have to do much to control it. From all the time we spent buzzing around camp and doing things like climbing the rock wall, it was pretty clear to me that it wasn't much of a hindrance to him and his life. Yet when the conversation turned to Hershey Park, suddenly his face turned grim and he told me that waiting on lines is very difficult for him.
This came a year after a neighbor's brother told me that he tells Disney that he has Crohns Disease so that he can get the guest assistance card.
People like this make me very mad.
(Please Note: I have nothing against anyone with type 2 diabetes. As I said, I have a young child with type 1, and my son's type 1 is much harder to control than this man's type 2, yet we don't use the guest assistance card.)