Our names are Bart, age 5 and younger sister Flo, age 3 1/2 and we both have diabetes. Our parents said that no one else in either family has a history of diabetes.
Bart was diagnosed in June 1996. He was just beginning to be potty trained and seemed very interested in going to the bathroom everywhere we went. He also stopped being such a picky eater which made our mother very happy. It was very warm outside and Bart started drinking a lot which in turn made him go to the bathroom a lot so no one thought anything of it for a while. People began to remark how small he was and how skinny and were he and his sister twins? He kept drinking and using the bathroom until our mom got really worried.
So one morning she made him collect urine in a cup and took it to the lab at the hospital where our daddy works. The lab test showed that he was spilling sugar in his urine. Our parents got really nervous and called the pediatrician and took Bart there where they drew blood from his arm and sent it out for a formal workup. The blood sugar came back at 588! They had to take him to the hospital for the weekend (he wasn't that sick but it was to educate our parents on how to take care of diabetes).
Now Bart and I go to daycare and one of our parents comes at lunchtime to check our sugar and the teachers watch for low sugars. The lowest Bart has ever been was 29 and he didn't show any symptoms until after his sugar was tested. He has never had to take Glucagon but does have a few mild low sugars a week.
Ever since Bart was diagnosed mom has been dying to stick my finger (Flo's) to see what my sugar was but she just didn't have the heart to just stick me for no reason. Then the other night, Monday January 6, 1997 I was really having a temper tantrum over a pair of Batman pajamas that I wanted to wear but they were dirty and I couldn't. When Bart has low sugars he sometimes has tantrums and mom checks his sugar to see if he needs to go to time out or eat something. I remembered this and said to mom, "I need my sugar checked." I guess she then felt that I was willing to do it and when she did the glucose level was 305 and that was 3 hours after dinner with no other food before that.
Mom got nervous and beeped Daddy who was in some meeting and he came home immediately and called Bart's diabetes doctor in a panic. She told him what to do so now I am also on insulin and get my finger stuck four times a day, just like Bart. Mom says it is not much more difficult managing two children with diabetes than just one, and I didn't even have to go to the hospital because my parents already knew what to do. I still hate the shots but it gets better every day. The doctor started me out on a low dose of insulin and my sugars have been high but they are increasing the amount ever so slowly. I haven't had any ketones, but I feel really awful if my sugar is over 300 so I have tantrums.
If any other kids or parents out there would like to write us our e-mail address is firstname.lastname@example.org. We'd like to hear from you.
Posted 18 Jan 1997
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