There has been much sock knitting and birthday fun and holiday preparations. That is not what we are going to talk about today. We are going to talk about what happened at Angus’ 6 year old annual physical. How I wish that we could talk about something fun, soon we will, but not today. Through some discussion with the pediatrician about some odd behavior on Angus’ part (frequent, uncommon for him bedwetting) we did some tests and discovered that our sweet little boy has Type One diabetes. Diabetes, people. Pause. Not caused by behavior or lifestyle- Angus’ ticket just got punched. Only 10% of people who have diabetes have Type One.
We spent all day Thursday at Children’s Hospital National Medical Center in Washington DC. They took fabulous care of us. Angus is on insulin, three shots a day and thankfully the insulin is working. I am the one doing the blood tests and injections, which I am fine with. When I was pregnant with Duncan I had to inject myself 2 times a day with blood thinner.
We are rattled, sad, angry and very grateful we caught this so very early. Most people when they are diagnosed are so sick they need hospitalization; we were fortunate that in addition to all the other things hospitalization was not required.
The bad news: Angus is diabetic. The good news is that we caught it very early and our little boy is with us.
Love to all