My name is John. One Friday night when I was three years old, I got real thirsty and ran to the bathroom a lot. Mommy looked it up in the medical book on Saturday and got real scared. Monday the pediatrician sent us all to Children's Medical Center emergency room. My blood glucose was 450. When we got there it was real crowded but they rushed us into a room and started checking me. I felt fine and had a lot of fun. The doctors were amazed that I was not dehydrated. They said Mommy and Daddy were smart to be suspicious and they had kept me from getting sick! They said since Mommy and Daddy acted so quickly I did not suffer like some kids do. The pediatricians put us into the hospital for four days so Mommy and Daddy could learn how to take care of me and my new special needs. My teachers at my daycare even went to the hospital to learn what to do.
After we went home I continued getting shots and Mommy and Daddy got good at counting carbohydrates. Now I am used to it all even though the shots aren't much fun. My teachers are getting good at caring for me as well. Even the other kids in my class know I have to eat my food and finish my juice before we go out to play. My baby sister watches me get my shots and cries if I do.
Sometimes my family still gets sad that I have diabetes, but then they remember that I am happy and healthy and everything is going to be just fine. I am anxious for my fourth birthday in October!
John and his parents receive e-mail at schustrs[@]sbcglobal.net.
Published July 29, 2001
Last Updated: Sunday December 05, 2004 11:16:44
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