Diagnosis

On April 22nd 2007 my 7 year old son, Nathan was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. Otherwise known as juvenile diabetes. Nathan is my oldest child. We have 3 very wonderful children.

Our story starts here. The real life living with diabetes. About 3 weeks or so...maybe more...before his diagnosis, he started wetting the bed. I called on a Monday and made an appointment with his pediatrician. The first available appointment was the following Monday. I went ahead and made an appointment. As the week went on, his symptoms got worse. He was drinking constantly and going to the bathroom every 15 minutes. He also couldn't get enough to eat. He would eat more than I did. Twice as much as I did, and then 15 minutes later be starving again. As I "googled" his symptoms two things would come up. Urinary track infection or diabetes.

That Saturday we attended a wrestling pot luck and then headed to my mom's for a family gathering. On our way to my mom's (1.25 hours away) Nathan had to stop along the side of the road. He was in tears. He couldn't hold it any longer. I mentioned to my mom my suspicion that he was diabetic.

That Sunday we went to church. Attended a pancake feed with lots of maple syrup. Later that afternoon Nathan started feeling dizzy. That was when I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I took him in to an emergent care center that is open on the weekends. They took a urine sample and the doctor wanted to test his blood sugar. I asked the nurse what it was, she told me the doctor would come in and let me know in just a minute. The very nice female doctor came in and told me he was diabetic. I wasn't shocked. I wasn't surprised. I had known and the doctor could tell. She sent us to the emergency room at a local hospital.