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- Type of diabetes
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- I do not have diabetes
I remember the run up too my little 2 1/2 year old pudding been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. We had thought he was coming down with a virus and between us decided to monitor his condition, there had been initial signs, bed wetting, unquenchable thirst, smelling sweet, peeing loads, I had even contacted the health visitor who reassured me he couldn't have diabetes as know one in our family did, how wrong she was. On the day he became so ill we had to carry him to the doctors as he was barely responsive I could have never imagined what would come next, blood sugars so high they were unreadable on a meter, we were rushed to A&E and I watched as the nurses put drips and canulars in my baby, all smiling at me sat there heavily pregnant and bewildered by what was happening around me, i remember having the initial thoughts, is it my fault, why didn't i do something sooner, i work in health care I should know this, despite the reassurance from staff and doctors i remember looking at him laid in that bed and i just found myself crying uncontrollably, he was the one laid in a bed with bandaged hands where all the canulars were and yet he was smiling snd laughing and enjoying the attention , thank god he kept smiling as I felt like his life was over his childhood was over i felt like id lost my little boy and things were never going to be the same, luckily for us parents children take things in there stride though at first the sight of a doctor,nurse and needle would make him scream in fear, he now hands me his fingers asks for his bloods doing and tells me where to do his "ouchies" don't get me wrong it's still hard, the hypos are the toughest when he's low he's really low and when he's high hes sky high but on the good days hes really good and i cling on to them. I blame myself for the above and question my every move when it comes to care treatment food diet exersise wether they contributed did Isis calculate something but sadly diabetes has a mind if its own and no day is the same, id be lying if I said there wasn't a moment everyday where i question my ability to cope and manage. Any way I could go on four hours about my experiences and issues but I don't want to chew your ears off, thank-you for reading