Sympathy Day

If you've read this blog, you know I don't often give pity, sympathy, or feel sorry for my son because of his disease. It's only days like today that I do. He went in for his A1C on Wednesday. He has a needle phobia and he hyperventilates each time he gets his blood drawn. Wednesday was no different. As you watch your child go through this emotional/physical pain, it hurts the heart. Well, for some reason the blood they took clotted. (I'm not sure what that means, it's never happened before)

So we had to do it again today. The following is the chat between my husband and myself describing what happened.

Mark: nathan - didnt go well btw

9:53 AM me: I'm sure not.

it never does...

he's gotten worse actually

9:54 AM he goes pale

hyperventilates

sometimes he almost passes out I think.

9:55 AM Mark: he wanted his left arm again

even though i said not to

she missed - dug around for awhile till he couldn't take it

then switched to his right arm

missed again

9:56 AM me: geesh!

Mark: dug around and finally got it

told him to lay there and recover

he didn't listen

jumped right up

he wasn't ok and i could tell

didn't put on his coats

just walked out

cut in front of some people on the way out

9:57 AM finally when we got to the truck i forced the issue and he started crying

said he didn't fell okay

9:58 AM me: physically or emotionally or both?

9:59 AM Mark:

didn't say - physically I'm guessing

10:00 AM me: Did he recover?

Mark: he did

10:01 AM drank some water and ate some food

me: It usually doesn't take too long...

Mark: was okay by time we got back to school

bs was 87

so good #

10:02 AM Mark: even i was getting a little nauseous being with him

Mark: felt so bad

me: it hurts me too when I watch him.

sometimes in pain...

sometimes it isn't pain, but emotional.

Mark: yeah

me: on Wed. it didn't really hurt.

but it's his nerves...

today, it hurt.

I really wish they wouldn't miss...