I'm participating in the JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes!
Welcome to my personal JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes fundraising page! I'll be taking part in this year’s Walk to raise funds to improve the lives of all people affected by type 1 diabetes (T1D). If you ask people with T1D, they will tell you it is difficult and life threatening. And they know it never goes away.
I am asking for your support. Please donate to my personal fundraising efforts. By doing so, you can help me make a difference for millions of people living with type 1 diabetes.
As the leader of the type 1 diabetes community, JDRF unifies global efforts to cure, treat and prevent T1D. JDRF will not rest until T1D is fully conquered. Won't you please give to JDRF as generously as possible?
Year 2: Duke recently went on the pump, which was a huge deal for him. The Pump allows him to have more freedom and flexibility. More like any other kid. He can now eat when and how much he wants. Thats the kind of freedom a Diabetic longs for!! He still doesn't get an endless supply of sugar, soda, and sweets, but he can eat a second helping of pasta or fruit if he's hungry. I am the weird mom who asks for nutrition information and looks up "carbs in frozen yogurt" on my phone, but its totally worth it! I can't believe how much a 7 year old can eat!! His Diabetes hasn't slowed him down at all. Swimming and camping all summer long! He even went to a baseball camp (away from Mommy!) from 8am to 3pm with no problems whatsoever. He is taking control of a bad situation, dealing with it, and not letting him slow him down. Love this guy!!
Year 1: Duke was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes at the end of September 2011. As most of you know, he is a very energetic, silly, clownish, rowdy 6 year old. Lets just say his first year of T-ball mainly consisted of wrestling on the outfield, messing around on the bench, and pretty much not caring at all about freakin' T-ball. This is who he is and why we love him. This year he will be much more in control and really hard-core focused on his athleticism. Yeah, right. So, back to September... he started Kindergarten, which was a full day, 8-2. This was a huge transition from preschool 3 half days a week. He suddenly became so tired, so unmotivated, so unhappy. Nothing made him happy. It was so sad seeing someone so full of light, change so suddenly. Jesse and I thought it was because of starting Kindergarten and maybe it was just too much for him... to stressful, too tiring, too something. He also started wetting the bed at night. A LOT. I had to wake him up frequently, change his diapers 3 times a night, and still would wet the sheets. I limited his water from pretty much right after school. But he was sooooo thirsty. I thought he was so thirsty because I was taking it away.
This was NOT my son.
Sunday to cheer him up, we all went out to a big pancake breakfast, at an old school Pancake house. He had his favorite, chocolate chip pancakes with extra chocolate and whipped cream and chocolate milk to drink. Hey, we were trying to cheer him up!! We could not have picked a worse breakfast for an undiagnosed diabetic. Immediately after we got home, he went to the couch to lay down and watch TV. He did not want to ride his bike, did not want to go outside and play, did not want to go swimming, he did not want to do anything.
Monday rolls around, and I almost didn't take him to the doctor. What was she going to say to me anyway? He had a cold? Mono, maybe? Stressed from school? But, right when I called and told the nurse his symptoms, she suggested I come in, immediately. We headed down to the doctor, and waited in Dr. Kozak's office. Her personal office, not an exam room. She came in and asked how I was and asked about Duke's symptoms. Right away she asked the nurse to take the kids out to the waiting room so she could talk to me alone. My stomach is feeling queasy just remembering the total feeling of fear when she asked them to leave the room. It is never good when the kids shouldn't be around for a talk. Never. Unless it is a birthday surprise. But in a doctor's office...NEVER. He had Type 1 Diabetes. I couldn't wrap my head around it. What did I do wrong? I've been an organic pusher! I've been a no-processed-foods pusher! I've been a no-high-fructose-corn-syrup pusher! We don't have a family history of Type 1 Diabetes. I was told we would immediately have to go check into the hospital. WHAT?? So they could confirm the diagnosis? No, she told me, he had it, she was 100% sure.
I was crying when I called Jesse, he fainted at his office (I told him to sit down, I don't think he listened). I was shaking like a leaf, willing myself not to cry as I drove the kids home to pack our bags. I told Duke he had to go to the Hospital for some more checks, but Mommy and Daddy would both be there, so nothing to worry about. I called my sister and told her the basics, not getting into it, so I could hold myself together in front of the kids. Jesse's dad drove him home from work, and stayed with Summer while we went to the hospital. It is still such a surreal experience. When the doctors come in and start talking about Diabetes, and we'll have to take classes, and he'll have to stay a couple of nights, and we'll be giving him shots for the rest of his life. This is not something that diet and a pill can take care of. It is Jesse and I keeping our son alive and healthy. If we mess up he is in serious trouble. But, after his second dose of insulin, he was smiling and happy and Duke. The difference a little insulin makes, who knew? We had a crash course in diabetes, shots, and diet. Three days later they were confident we wouldn't kill him, so they let us take him home. We took our baby home.
Almost 1 year later and Duke is doing AMAZING!!! He is in sports, playing T-ball, Soccer, & Football. He swims like a fish, rides his bike like a champ, and lives his life to its fullest. He is my inspiration, my hope, my pride and joy. He takes shots daily, doesn't complain (too much) and is totally accepting of the situation. It does break my heart when he tells me, in his little boy voice, "Mom, I wish I didn't have Diabetes. Why did God give it to me?" It is such a hard thing to answer. But I do what I can, and tell him how strong he is. He wants to be a Scientist so he can cure diabetes, so no other kids will get it.
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