I am posting tonight because of the chain of events over the past three days. Reed came home from school Tuesday telling me his throat was hurting, so I did my regular regimen of questions: do you think you have fever, do you feel sick, could it be allergies, and the ultimate WHAT HAS YOUR BLOOD SUGAR BEEN? All of these questions were answered "normally"...or what "normally" is for a 16 year old diabetic boy!
During the night Tuesday night (I call it God telling me to get up), Reed came and climbed in bed with us telling us his whole body was hurting, and he couldn't swallow. Did I think it was T1D related, nope, I knew he was getting sick, probably with strep throat...so the very first thing I did was call our family doc on Wednesday morning, made an appointment, and the started down the path of what is required for his diabetes. In our world we call it a "sick day plan"...checking his blood glucose level and making him "pee" in a cup to check his keytones. Well, the dreaded appeared, for the first time ever....his keytones were LARGE! I didn't panic...God's grace is amazing.
When we got to the doctor she did a strep test, and yep it was positive, so we left, felling good that we knew it was strep, that I needed to hydrate him as much as possible, and get him home to rest, drink, rest, drink, rest, and DRINK. By Wednesday night, he felt terrible...nauseous (he had a phenergan shot in the dr's office that morning), running fever, and his keytones were LARGE.
Wednesday morning we got up and returned to the doctor...he received two bags of IV fluids, another shot of phenergan, and told us to come home and drink, drink, DRINK. Needless to say, we did but could not get the keytones under control, resulting in going to the hospital Wednesday night...
I am running on a few hours of sleep right now, but I am sharing all of this because after his first round of blood work, we were told we would not have to go to PICU, but to a room in the Children's Hospital...hurrraaayyyy, right? WRONG! How can you be happy for your 16 year old baby to be poked and prodded, not "peeing" but 2 times in a 14-18 hour period that is being filled with fluids from an IV bag hanging over head...
I am not telling you this for pity, I am telling you this because, as exhausted as I am...GOD's GRACE IS AMAZING! Today we were told what a great job we did in getting him to the hospital before he did go into ketoacidosis, and that his numbers reflected that he was severely dehydrated with the dreaded stomach virus that has been going around.
God's grace is amazing because we have a phenomenal group of endocrinologists in Greenville that are wise, and have the ability to make the parent feel strong, competent, and encouraged. God's grace is amazing because there are real parents that support T1D and pull together to make us feel loved, supported, and gives us the ability to share experiences. But bigger than any of these? God's grace is amazing because as down and discouraged as I was, I have the biggest and bravest God on my side that His grace taught my heart to fear, but also relieved ALL my fears. This song has played through my head for the past few days...Amazing grace, how sweet the sound that save a wretch like me....How precious did that grace appear, the hour I first believed....
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I know to look at him on the outside, he looks normal...but on the inside he has the biggest heart, sweetest soul, and yep has type 1 diabetes!
Thank you for sharing this is such an encouragement! Because it is so hard at times to remember that God is there no matter what and He's the reason we're still standing strong no matter what life throws our way!
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