#justdiagnosed

[ray-is-dead-butpunkisnt]

drs when i ws 4 to my mom- yeah no its totally normal for your kid to bang his head on walls and scream because the “morning routine”didnt go exactly right and he has to have his clothes a certain way or it hurts

drs now that im 16 and had to get a full psyche eval because my cousin whose a psychologist said shes pretty sure im autistic- oh woops haha he actually is autistic and that was a obvious symptom we just decided to overlook

[lennonstype1mom-blog]

Lennon’s Diabetes

April 17th our family went to the ER because urgent care’s glucose meter couldn’t read Lennon’s high level. We get to the ER and find out her level is 400 something, and that she has diabetic ketoacidosis.

April 17th our constantly perfectly healthy two year old girl was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes.

I don’t know if I’ll ever fully stop being upset with myself for not getting her checked out sooner....

Just starting a few weeks earlier, she would drink SO much milk, and asked for water, which she never did. Then she would leak through at least two diapers a night. I think the leaking was a week or two at the most. I thought she was drinking so much because she was growing, and the leaking was because the drinking, obviously... Then two days before we went into the hospital I noticed her breathing a little harder, like she was playing hard. But she wasn’t. The day we went to (urgent care first) the hospital, her breathing was so deep and quick it looked like she was running around all day, but she was just moping around like she was getting sick. I got scared and sent a video of her to my sister, who thought it looked like she was having an allergic reaction or some kind of asthma something going on. She suggested if it persisted into the next day to get her checked. 

I almost waited......

But something in me snapped.....I got so scared all of a sudden, and my heart sank into my stomach. We were eating lunch and I got so sick I stopped eating, and made my husband stop as well. Lennon wasn’t eating (she rarely does)....We packed up and rushed to the closest urgent care.

Luckily the wait wasn’t long. They checked her oxygen level because we told them she was having breathing problems. That was okay so I thought we were okay......

They wanted to check her sugar because I told them about the thirst and peeing so much at night. They thought their meter was broken because it read “HHH”. About twenty minutes later we get the news that the doctor had told Children’s we were on our way. 

We had no idea what we were in for.....

I never want to relive those five days we spent in the hospital. All the bruises and blown out veins. My arms hurt so bad from holding my baby so tightly, so they could keep hurting her and taking SO MUCH BLOOD. How is it safe to take that much blood from a child?! I barely slept in those five days. The longest I’d catch sleep was maybe a half hour to an hour in between checks. The last two days were the best. Lennon finally got her IV’s out and got to walk around and play. She didn’t want to leave on our last day, and eve got to meet Batman. <3 I’ll forever be thankful for what those people did for my daughter.

And I’ll forever despise whatever the fuck caused this.

It’s only been a month (in two days) and Lennon lets me check her levels no problem. We still do insulin injections and she (of course) hates those. Hopefully we’ll get her on a pump...

Our main problem is getting her to eat. She’s always been a bad eater. Partly because she still nurses, which I try to keep to certain times so she’ll eat...and partly because who the fuck knows. She’s two. 

The more I learn about diabetes, the more scared I’m getting. This is so fucking terrifying! To top it off, I have barely anyone to talk to. So, here I am, almost midnight, making a stupid tumblr to vent. 

Thank you diabetes, I hate you.

[theycallhimninja]

Billy: I'm scared Poncho.

Poncho: Bullshit. You ain't afraid of no man.

Billy: There's something out there waiting for us, and it ain't no man. We're all gonna die.

[theycallhimninja]

I fucking love comic books. So I’ve decided to illustrate a bunch of cool comic book cats, starting with this beautiful bastard. Follow the project at instagram.com/justdiagnosed

[happysunshinediabetesclub-blog]

[happysunshinediabetesclub-blog]

Wait, what? Diabetes!

Just last week–-or was it two weeks ago?--I let a nurse suck blood from my arm. She seemed nice enough but sometimes I’d rather smell bad breath than peppermint. After that, some lab guy, probably name Lucas, ran my sample through his diabolical centrifuge. I’m sure he cackled. He had to have cackled.

When the results were posted online, I grabbed a scone and gave them a look over. I’m not a doctor but I can read the word “high” and there were a bunch of those on my chart. TO THE INTERNET!

Now I’m sweating. My fasting glucose was 184. Decent bowling number, bad for sugar. And my A1C was a 10.

I didn’t know what an A1C was but the Internet agreed a 10 is super not good. At all. The Internet screamed. YOU HAVE DIABETES, A-HOLE.  

I dropped my scone and made a quick panicked appointment with my primary care physician who doesn’t remember my name even though he’s had his finger in my butt a couple times.

He looked at the chart and agreed with the Internet. YOU HAVE DIABETES, A-HOLE.

And this is when things got surreal. After dropping this life-altering diagnosis, he simply told me:

1) Lose weight

2) Check your feet everyday when you get out of the shower.

3) Don’t eat noodles.

4) Take these medications.

Boom. Done. I was excused. Not even a pamphlet.

Where’s my pamphlet? I want my pamphlet!

Left with nothing else to do but freak out, I freaked out. Luckily my wife, Julie, is the only person in the world who can reel me in when I fly to space. We regrouped and made another appointment with another Doctor who I’ve seen in the past, Dr. Dyehouse. He’s awesome. I got a pamphlet.  

[copvcetic]

Hey cancer, bend over so I can fuck you in the ass. NO LUBE.

[thatgirlsgotgame]

To everyone who responded, thank you so much! I was very comforted by all that you shared, very much appreciated.

Thanks to the following people [and also everyone who liked the post]:

saysthecynic     lifeshighsandlowswithjen    lollingpancreas    thegirlthatsalmostbroken

At the moment, my doctor has me taking Metformin twice a day until I get in to see the endocrinologist. Yesterday I was talking to both my psychiatrist and my pharmacist about everything, and they were both flat out shocked I have Type 1. They both said that's normally diagnosed in childhood/teenage years. I had also heard that before as well.

However, I've been reading up since those conversations, and I read that basically you could be diagnosed with Type 1 at any age - AND - the majority of cases where the person is diagnosed under the age of 30, it's normally Type 1. I turn 29 this coming Wednesday.

My grandmother is also Type 1. My uncle [her son] has Type 2, I believe. He's currently taking oral medication. He was just recently diagnosed at the end of January. That was very scary. He had very bad pneumonia and almost went into a coma because his sugars were so high.

At some point today, I'll share the story of how I came to this diagnosis. I know some of the numbers from my blood tests, I'll share those too since you guys know what I'm talking about. It's so nice to talk to people who understand.

Thank you for being awesome and helping me through as I start this new journey! :)