A year and a half ago, I knew absolutely nothing about T1D.
2012.. Our 12 year old son craig just wasnt feeling right. He was
constantly tired and eating. I figured he was just growing..
always thirsty and having to use the bathroom every 20 minutes. Thats
when we knew this wasnt just a growing 12 year old, something was
I took him to the doctor assuming he had some kind of
infection or something. I waited in the waiting room as he went in
because, well he was 12 so he was "too big for mom to come".
I figured he would come out with a prescription and we would be on our way.
The door opened and the doctor called me back. He sat me down and said "I think your son has diabetes"
I looked at my healthy, active, young boy and wondered how this could be true.
The doctor explained that it was an autoimmune disease and sent us home to get some labs done the next day.
Well, the next day, he was sent to the hospital and was there for 4 days. My heart was broken.. I wished I could take this disease from him..
life quickly became a lot more complicated. Days were filled with
finger pokes, calculations, insulin shots and a lot of worry.
was getting 6-7 shots a day, fighting highs and lows, learning to live
with this lifelong disease. He had to adjust at school, and with his
baseball, he had to sit out if he was too low to play, he had to do a
lot of things that most kids cant even imagine.
Just 3 and a half
months later our 4 year old Madi was showing some of the same symptoms,
going potty every 20 minutes. I wouldnt let me mind go there.
thought maybe she was just being a 4 year old who was having too much fun
she didnt have time to go potty.. My husband took her to the doctor
and again I really thought she would just get a prescription and be
fine.. I called him to see if they had gotten to see the doctor yet and
he said "well, we did and now we are on our way to the lab, they think
Madi has diabetes too"
My heart broke again.. I just couldnt believe it.
That day we ended up in the hospital with her blood sugar up in the high 400s.. We were there for 3 days..
We have learned to deal with the daily struggles of Type 1.
have learned that anything can affect a persons blood sugar. Stress,
illness, excitement, activity, even sleep. On a daily basis they do
calculations, finger pokes, shots, and struggle to keep their numbers in
range. We have had several 2 am lows, which involve their blood sugar
dropping, me running downstairs to get juice and and waking them up to
drink. Their sleep is completely interrupted, their life is filled with
responsibility, worry and a lot of pokes. In one year, each child has
at least 2500 finger pokes and 2000 shots.. per year.
they do, they have to constantly be checking their blood sugars and
insulin to make sure they are in a safe range.
These kids cant go
play a sport
or do anything
without focusing on their diabetes and making sure they arent too high,
or too low and have a seizure. Their bodies go through ups and downs on
a daily basis.. It is a lot for a child to worry about.
diabetes is a 24/7 disease.. It doesnt care if its a holiday, if you
have plans, are on vacation or even if its your birthday. Madi spent
her last birthday in the hospital with complications of this
This is why we walk and fund raise. For these 2 kids.
.and for all people with T1D around the world.
I fully believe there is a possibility for a cure in their lifetime.
There are trial happening right now, transplants, beta cell testing, bionic pancreas testing..
We raise money for a cure.. for research. With your help, research can continue.
I asked Craig to tell me what a cure would mean to him..
with a cure would make me feel more secure. My life would have less
worries. I could play baseball and do things I love, and do them like a
normal kid. I wouldn't have to get shots and finger prick several
times a day. "
then I asked Madi, what she would say if there was a cure and she said "Yahoo!"
So this is why we do it all... we raise awareness and funds for research so they just be kids.