Hello, just thought I would share my story.
On October 9 2005 my son was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. He was 3 years old. I was visiting my Grandmother in Germany (I live in Canada) when Hayden started to show symptoms. He was drinking and peeing alot, at first I thought it was a bladder infection. After a few days later he started to loose weight so I took him to a doctor as soon as we got to the clinic Hayden started to vomit. In broken english the doctor told me that it was just gastrianits, take him home and give him lots of fluids and get him to eat. So what do I do, I try to hydrate him with ginger ale, apple juice or anything he is willing to drink! The following day Hayden was not responding to me so I rushed him to another clinic with one look and a quick explanation of what was going on the past few days he was rushed to emerge where he was diagnosed and addmitted. Our lives have changed forever. Hayden is now 7 and doing great! But that fear of loosing him will haunt us for the rest of our lives. We will never sleep the same again. We will never eat the same or play the same.
People dont understand this deasease because it is silent. I struggle with this because I really do feel alone. We live in a small town, Hayden is the only child in his school with diabetes. We really dont have anyone to talk to that really understands what we are going through.