I sit here and think about how I became a part of this community. It's a great community of people, just not one I ever thought, in a million years, I'd be part of. And yet, here we are. We've been here for eight years. And we've survived eight years!
In the middle of the week that so many CHD parents are so passionate about, we find ourselves thrust, head first, with no warning, into a different community.
One that, right now, seems just as frightening.
Another chronic illness community.
Another community I never, in a million years, thought we would join.
A couple months ago, Emily started wetting the bed. We weren't sure why, but finally bought her some Goodnites because she was wetting the bed nightly.
Then, she started not making it to the toilet in time. I thought she was just being totally distracted for whatever reason.
Over the last couple weeks, it has gotten increasingly worse. To the point of needing to go to the bathroom about every half an hour.
Of course, the first assumption is a UTI, but she said nothing hurt. And while she had the urgency issue, she was peeing a LOT.
Yesterday, we hit a new low. She was going potty all day long.
On Monday, I had made her an appointment with the pediatrician, but they couldn't see her until Thursday.
Last night, she was up all night, needing to go to the bathroom. Finally, around 5 am, she fell asleep and just peed in her goodnite. By 8 am her goodnite was completely soaked through and the bed was soaked as well.
I took her to the ER, because I knew something was very wrong. They took us right back. The first thing they did was test her blood sugar. She hadn't eaten since last night, and her sugar was 298.
After running several more tests, they told us Emily has Type 1 Diabetes.
I think I'm in shock. I know nothing about diabetes. Nothing. It all seems so scary right now. I know we will learn to live with this, but today has been rough. So many finger sticks and blood draws and IVs and insulin shots. By the time I left tonight (Matt is staying the night with her) she was screaming bloody murder when they gave her her shots. She is so scared, and this must all be so confusing to her. I want to take it all away from her, but as we know, I can't.
And so I sit here, wondering what lesson God needs us to learn. What we are missing. Wondering when we will get it right!
And I also am wondering what the diabetes community is like. I guess I'll find out soon enough.
Sweet Emily with her new diabetes bear, Rufus. He has owwies on all his injection sites.
She was soo happy to see Natalie. All day she kept saying, "I NEED to see my sister"