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My son was born with Down's Syndrome, and miraculously survived open heart surgery at 8 mos old. It was also a miracle that he survived his first 8 months. He did very well in spite of other diagnoses thru the years, but at 10 years old was diagnosed with an autoimmune thyroid. He was able to complain and tell me his legs hurt, and I had also noticed through several weeks that he was thinner than the norm for him, thinking this was just his hereditary genes. However with dark circles under his big brown eyes, I became more concerned. So off to the doctor we go. Roughly a year later at 11 years old, and while getting ready for church one Sunday, Justin helped himself to 8 donuts setting on the table. This was not like him, but I thought he must have been extra hungry. Still through the day, I noticed something was off with him and decided to take him to the doctor on Monday. It didn't dawn on me until we were on our way that he possibly had diabetes as he had an unquenchable thirst. Having given him milk, juice, and water, before leaving the house, and he guzzled down on our way. A red light went off, and I felt so dumb at that moment. I did think he was coming down with strep as I also noticed a medicine type smell from his breath...then a rash was forming in and around his mouth. This was from ketoacidosis onset. We were immediately sent to a children's hospital where diabetes was comfirmed with a blood glucose level of around 600. He is now 26 years old and doing very well. It may be a bit easier for me in that I am the one that monitors his diet and insulin levels very tightly. Mostly, I just feel this special young man has a very special guardian angel. He has never had one seizure, and didn't go into one when diagnosed.
At age 8, Chris was having on and off stomach aches. We got a note from school to have his eyes checked because he wasn't seeing right. To no avail the eye doctor said his eyesight was fine. Then about right before his 9th Birthday he started showing signs of more frequent stomach aches, and frequent urination. His thirst was insatiable , but as soon as he drank he had to urinate again. He was very tired also. His symptoms seemed to abate a bit. On his 9th Birthday I called his pediatrician and told him of his symptoms and he told me to bring him in immediately. The doctor said it could only be one thing, and a simple urine sample in the office would confirm the diagnosis. His urine tested positive for sugar. He was directed to the endocrinologist down the hallway immediately. As we had prior diabetic training with his Grandmother he did not have to be hospitalized, but he had a blood sugar that day of over 1000. It was a world wind day for all of us. We attended diabetes training classes at Helwig Diabetes Center in The lehigh Valley Hospital. We thank God for their support and Chris is now on a insulin pump and a healthy 24 year old, with no signs of diabetic damage to his eyes, feet or body systems. In retrospect the signs were there, just not all the time at one time.
I thought for a month that my five year old son had diabetes, he had just started school, began to lose weight and was very tired, I took him to my GP on numerous occasions each time being given a different diagnosis, oh he's tired because he's just started school!! I had old my GP about his weight loss and tremendous thirst! And other tests I had done myself one of which was tasting his urine one night after I found him drinking from the tap in the bathroom. Oh well ! All children get thirsty I mentioned the other signs he didn't take any notice of my concern. Until one day I received a phone call from his school saying he wasn't feeling well, I picked him up from school and made an appointment for him to be seen straight away by my GP. I took him to our surgery and when my GP saw me there again with him he said I was a Nuerotic mother!! I told him to test my sons urine and blood, which he did, he was shocked at the results in front of him and told me to take him home he was going to call an ambulance, yes he did have diabetes and there the nightmare began.
My sons life and our life was turned upside down, he was the youngest diabetic the hospital had seen.
My son is 35 now and there have been many many times in his life that I have wondered how he carries on due mostly to his bad control of his condition, diabetes has taken away his confidence he is afraid to move on because of this condition 30 years my son has had diabetes yet in all that time there hasn't been any advancement in the treatment of this cruel condition.
November 21, 1985 my mom knew that at 10 years old I was a bit extra sassy, was not sleeping at night, was losing weight and was drinking more- this was not normal for me. She would not let the doctor ignore my 7 days of symptoms and that day they tested for mono and diabetes. At around 4:30 we got the call that I would be admitted in the morning to the hospital to start my journey. My glucose level was barely 200 but diabetes was the answer. My glucometer was not covered by insurance back then and cost my parents $600- I needed a huge drop of blood on the strip, the blotting and the lancing device looked like a torture machine to a child! They discharged me with instructions to my parents to weigh and measure my food and I was on a nearly 2000 calorie diet at 10 years old and only 100 pounds! I can't believe that when I know how we do it now. As a nurse, my passion is teaching others how to manage their disease and not to let their disease defeat them.....this is a challenge, a puzzle. And every single one of us responds just a little differently to our therapy making the stories even more intriguing.
My son, Justin, nine years old and in third grade told me he had to get up many time in the night to go pee. I thought he had a urinery infection, as I knew nothing about Type 1 diabetes. I scheduled him an appointment with the doctor later that week, but then received a call from his school nurse telling me that he was showing symptoms of Type 1 diabetes. Thank God for her call. I got him right into the doctor and his blood sugar was over 900. Next day we were at the wonderful Barbara Davis Clinic in Denver, CO learning all about diabetes and how to care for our little boy. Justin is now 18 and I am so thankful he is still with us... He truly is my hero!
This is about my Granddaughter Kendall, She and her mom live with us. When she was 6 years old, We were confused by a sudden weight gain and loss of 20 pounds up and down in one month. Then the whites of her eyes were yellow one morning. We didn't know what to think of that so we took her to the ER where they rushed her into ICU after a finger stick. She had had frequent urination and her feet going numb for at least a year before that but her Doctor shrugged that off with no tests when we told him. At the hospital they found she was in Ketoacidosis. After 10 days in ICU she was released but that was before they could regulate her BS levels .. Her levels remained unstable for 2 yrs up and down between 50 and 500 Seeing endo after endo. until the Joslin Clinic in Boston Massachusetts agreed to see her even though they did not take her NH health insurance, Then the clinic even took her on as a patient at no cost so they could help her and also to study her rare condition of insulin resistant type 1 diabetes. She was given a pump and within a year they managed to keep her levels hovering around 200, which is as good as it gets for her. We do carb counting and the pump does the rest. She is 16 now and has managed to stay healthy. She does a finger stick every 2 hrs and always before food or exercise and her mom checks her in the middle of the night. She wakes with panic attacks often when her levels are low. She worries that she just wont wake some day. We worry about that too.
In the fall of 2000, Jeff began vomiting for no apparent reason after eating- and then be okay. FFWD to Feb 2001, a double ear infection was treated and soon after the out-of-nowhere bed wetting began. Unable to go 30 minutes without a bathroom, I took him to the dr and we narrowly and surprisingly avoided DKA with a BG topping 850. He's 21 and finally out of the horrific puberty trials T1D parents share.
In July, my boyfriend's 10 year old was admitted in DKA because an urgent care clinic doctor failed to grant a request to check her BG two weeks prior (at my urging to her parents), and sent her home with a yeast infection that he seemed to find unremarkable.
Now- my youngest is showing extremely early signs. I've been fortunate to have access to BG meters and have caught BG's that bounce in and out of range and I took him to his doc. His A1C is approaching out of range. It's nearly a forgone conclusion he will develop T1D in a couple of years. It was a whim that made me catch him with a BG near 50. One of 28, and one in 150's.
My point is this: well child checks should include a harmless and quick A1C. Parents can know the symptoms but typically only do when a family member has suffered. Doctors, on the other hand, have access to means of checking at all routine appointments and physicals. Further, if a pharmacy can give a flu shot, maybe they can offer a finger stick too. This disease is quite easy to catch. There is no need for a misdiagnosis or missed diagnosis to land a kid into critical care.
God Bless them. God bless all of ya.
In 2005, I was a carefree 13 YO kid. I had very few worries and was happy with my life. In early December of that year, some friends and I decided to take a walk through some woods. The woods were split into two parts and my chubby 13 YO self decided to give up about half way through because it was hot and I was tired. My friends convinced me and so began the 2nd worst afternoon in my life. About 20 feet into the second woods we stumbled onto a Yellow Jacket nest and I got stung over 100 times. Besides being very sore and traumatized, I was fine and given steroids to heal.
Fast forward to early February 2006. I’m super excited because my birthday is on Saturday and I get to have a party on my actual birthday! Except I didn’t. The whole week leading up to my birthday I was constantly thirsty, had to pee all the time, and even started wetting the bed, and about mid-way through the week I started throwing up anything I ate. My father got home from a fishing trip on Friday and took me to the Dr. It was here that I had the worst afternoon of my life. I was told I was diabetic and that I was going to spend my birthday in the hospital. All my 13 YO self could think about was how I wasn’t going to get any cake.
I spent 5 days in St Mary’s Children’s Hospital (I also missed the FCAT writing test. I got a 6 on the makeup test though so YAY!) The doctors think that the steroids I was given to heal effectively killed my already dieing pancreas. I still feel bad for the poor nurse that I scared by breaking into hysterics when he said “It’ll only feel like a little bee sting.” Poor guy.
But here I am now, approaching my 10 year Dia-versary. I hope there’s cake.
It started out as a great summer, but by the end of July, Alyssa, just 13, was having headaches and her mouth was really sore. We went to a dr who diagnosed her with thrush. I questioned it but he was confident and gave us a prescription. 10 days later the prescription was gone and the thrush came back so back to the dr we went. Another bottle of the same stuff. The hot summer and the thrush made Alyssa very thirsty, therefore she was using the bathroom a lot. And she was in a growth spurt too, apparently, as she seemed to be getting skinnier and was a bit clumsy. She's going to be tall and skinny like her mom, is what everyone said. The second prescription ran out and Alyssa really wasn't feeling well. Back to the drs, This doctor sent us for bloodwork and then we went to the mall to buy new clothes for Alyssa. All of her pants were literally falling off of her. The girl who could usually out lap me at the mall couldn't even do one wing.
Shortly after the mall, the dr called us to come back to his office ASAP. Her blood glucose was very high and she had lost 20 lbs in 2 weeks. He sent us directly to the kid's ward at the hospital. I was not expecting what I heard. All I remember hearing was "critical condition" "no cure" "for the rest of her life". She was in the hospital for 10 days. I cried a lot. A lot. All those signs that were blamed on other things! I didn't see my 2.5 yr old who had to stay home with dad much those 10 days. But 4 years later Alyssa is ok. We volunteer with JDRF and she has raised almost $4000 for it. She is active with her friends and little sister. It's a struggle at times and it's not the life I imagined for my girl, but she's winning this battle. And I thank God every day to still have her with us.
I have type 1 diabetes it started off as type 2 but it turned into type 1 real quickly and it took my dream away from me as an over the road truck driver but it has also caused me so other health problems/issues like high blood pressure, high cholesterol, sleep apnea, depression, insomnia, and etc. But hopefully after I have this one surgery that my endo wants me to have hopefully it will give me my dream and health back for me to control.