So my story or a bit of it at the moment.
I mentioned in another post that my 9 year old was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes on Christmas Day. We took him to our little town hosptial believing it was the flu and a couple of hours later we were in an ambulance off to the city over 3 hours away. We had no idea of course he had it but looking back at all the signs, it makes so much sense now.
He was admitted for 7 days and it was extremely tough for all of us especially our little guy. We have by no other choice have had a major change in our lives. I find myself crying myself to sleep at night or at other times where I am so overwhelmed by it.
I stay up with him most nights and just stare at him. In fear he will drop so low that he never wakes up.
We kept him home for an additional week with us so that we could learn how to balance his sugar levels. We took training at the hospital and mandatory training took place for the entire staff at his school.
Tomorrow is his first day back at school and the first day out of my sights. I am showing up before his gym class to check his levels pre and post just to get an idea. Than I leave him until he gets home on the bus hours later.
I am sick to my stomach.
I suggested home schooling and he is thinking about it. Than I suggested I just go sit at his school, he looked like he was seriously considering it as well.
We are all scared.
I think hubby shut down on me as well, I don't even know what to say to him right now. He is having a much more difficult time with it than the rest of us. He is unapproachable right now and I get it. Yet, the bit we do say to one another is bitter.
Oh god I love that little guy of mine...
To all the mama's and papa's out there that deal with a life threatening disease with their children...
My heart to you all...
Thank you for allowing me the time...