Let's see...where to start! My life has been a whirlwind for that last month or so. First, we find out that the sweet baby boy that we thought was our first grandson, isn't biologically my sons! Oh, I can't even begin to tell you the hurt and pain. I haven't been able to see sweet Evret since the test. :( I guess you could say it was a bitter sweet evening....
About a week later, Miss Kylie was not feeling so well. She was having an uncontrollable thirst with some serious sleep issues. She seemed so restless. I could smell a funny smell on her breath, a smell that I have only ever experienced once before... it was KEYTONES! I took her to the pediatrician, knowing in the back of my mind, but not wanting to believe that my baby had diabetes. A pee test and some blood work confirmed, indeed, Kylie had TYPE 1 diabetes! I can not begin to explain the devistation. Why my sweet baby girl??? I knew this meant a life time of insulin shots, finger pricks, and doctors appointments. It just didn't seem real to me...until I had to give her that first shot. Oh, it was awful. She begged and pleaded for me not to hurt her, why was I doing this to her... I wanted to crawl in a hole and just bawl. We talked to her and told her everything we knew, over and over and assured her that it was to keep her healthy. Kylie is a smart cookie, she gets it, but she still doesn't like it. I can't say I like it either.
On the other side of the coin, I have to thank God. I have to thank him for helping me to stay stong so I can care for her. I have to thank him for allowing me another day with her. Diabetes doesn't mean death, it just means a major life style change.
I can deal with that, thank you sweet Jesus, thank you!
A friend of mine sent me a really sweet email entitled, why dogs bite people... this is bound to brighten anyones day...enjoy!
