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I just found out my daugther has diabetes. I made this layout special for her. There is more journaling on another page… here it is…When me and daddy got back from our honeymoon we both noticed that you had thinned out quite a bit. I was thinking it was just a growth spurt. Your face had thinned out a lot and you kept having to hike your pants up. Your hands looked skinny and frail, long skinny fingers like mine, I said. I told you that we would measure you as soon as we got to Gramma and Papa Tony’s house, I was sure you had shot up at least an inch or so. I took these pictures, because I wanted to scrapbook how you had changed while we were gone, that you looked so grown up, and to me, just beautiful. When we got to Gramma and Papa Tony’s, it wasn’t even an inch you had grown, and Gramma commented how you had gotten up 5 times in the night to go potty. It was in the back of our heads, no one wanted to admit it, but something was wrong. I told Gramma I would set up an appointment for you on Monday, when we got home. I called Monday morning, and agreed to see Dr. Winn at 2:30, that way you wouldn’t have to leave school early. He checked you out, was saying to put you on vitamins, and I was starting to feel better, figuring things were going to be o.k. Then he went out to test your urine, and the glucose in it was way too high. He had another doctor run the same test, but that doctor came up with the same results. I sat there, so tense, not knowing what to say, or to do, clasping my hands together, scared, just waiting for what I knew was coming. They pricked your finger, you sugar was up too high, 504, it is supposed to be between 80-110. They asked the last time you had eaten, it had been almost 5 hours ago, at school lunch, and said it shouldn’t be that high after eating that long ago. Then I heard the words I had been dreading, does diabetes run in your family? It does, your great gramma has it. I found out shortly after that my mom’s mom had had it, something she had never known till a few months ago. They decided to send you for a 3 hour glucose test the next morning. I came home and told daddy I needed to talk to him, I was trying so hard to be strong for you, but I needed to cry for you, I felt so helpless, I couldn’t figure out why this was happening. I told daddy it was diabetes, I could hold out no longer, I cried. That night while everyone was upstairs, I kept going downstairs to cry, I wasn’t holding out so well. I didn’t know what to tell you. Everything was about to change, I was scared and I didn’t want you to be scared like me.I couldn’t sleep at all Monday night. I ended up on the couch because daddy was snoring, and I had no tolerance for it that night. At 3 a.m. I woke up, couldn’t fall back asleep and watched TV till daddy got up at 4:20. I just lay in my bed thinking till after 5 a.m. I finally fell back asleep and gramma called at 6:30 to tell us she was coming up. I was relieved, someone to be there and comfort me, and you. Gramma met us at the hospital shortly after 9 a.m. Tuesday morning, you went for your glucose tolerance test. I was told if your sugar was too high that they wouldn’t run the test, you wouldn’t be able to take the glucose. I was just praying you would have to drink that stuff, as nasty as it was. But your sugar was too high, you couldn’t do the test and they sent us home. I was freaking out, I called daddy and told him. I also told him I was calling Dr. Winn as soon as I got home. I had an appointment with him Friday, but to me that was too far away. I need answers and I needed them now, I couldn’t wait till Friday. He agreed, and talked to me for awhile to calm me down, and told me he was calling some people, to figure out where to go from here, and would call me back. I found out your sugar was only about 250 at the time of the test, still to high, but not as high as yesterday. He told me to keep you away from sugary snacks and a few ok things to eat. I was still confused, where do we go from here? I have to wait till Friday? To me that seemed like an eternity. Gramma and I took you to lunch; we were still confused on what to eat. What is safe, and what isn’t? We decided on Burger King, as bad as that sounds, but figured a grilled chicken sandwich would be ok. Now it would be everything in moderation, so we gave you a few fries. We all drank ice water. I’ve decided that whatever you can have, we can have, I’m not going to sit there and drink a pop in front of you, I will sit and drink water next to you. We had to go to Target, and the doctor said to keep you moving, this is one of the things that keeps your sugar down. While walking around we started talking, and I told you that we would all be eating healthier, and too watch, daddy and I would start getting skinny like you, we would all walk Bailey together, and the key word here is together. We are all in this together, you are not going through this alone. You mean the world to me, I would do anything for you. I told you this was going to make us all healthier. Gramma bought you a book called Girls Rule, and it is all about girls being strong, it couldn’t have come at a better time.I came home to 4 messages on the machine and 14 calls! Dr. Winn had called in a favor, we were going to a specialist, someone you would usually have to wait 2-3 months to see, and we were going the next day. I didn’t have to wait till Friday anymore, what a relief.
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