Join me in the fight to create a world without type 1 diabetes!
Welcome to my JDRF Walk to Cure Diabetes personal fundraising page!
I would like to tell you a little of our story. Our son Logan is a bright, energetic, enthusiastic, loving and strong-willed child. Before Christmas of 2013, Logan came down with influenza A. He was so sick and we just hoped he would feel better by Christmas. The fever broke two days before but he was still off his game. He had large dark circles under is eyes, he was losing weight and he was very grumpy. We were all short of sleep because of the huste and bustle of the season so I just figured he was having a hard time coming back from the flu. Christmas came and went and we headed to our family cabin for the weekend. The first night there was difficult. He was still very grumpy and starting to become extremely whiny. He was four at the time. All four year olds act up right?? Especially right after Christmas, nothing to worry about....but I did. I watched my son start to turn inside himself over the next day. He was just not himself. Then it happened. Logan wet the bed. He has been potty trained for 2.5 years and we have only had a few issues since. (All of which happened in the last two months.) He was up all night asking for water. He was actually begging for water. I woke up that Sunday and it just hit me. My son is diabetic! I hestitantly talked to my family about this and I saw the looks of doubt in their faces. I was fairly sure but decided to ask Dr. Google. He had every symptom on the diabetic checklist. Ugh....Needless to say, it was time to go!! We packed everything up and headed home. I work in a veterinary clinic so I stopped by and grabbed urine strips. We came home and checked his urine right away. Within 10 seconds, the strip popped positive with glucose and ketones. I called the pediatrician and headed straight to the ER. I explained my story to the staff and thy seemed to laugh it off. What does this mom know about diabetes?? She works with animals?? As they laughed me off, they did a spot check on Logan. All of a sudden the laughing stopped. The nurse turned around , looked at me and said, "mom, you were right. " The next few moments were a blur. I.Vs, fluids, nurses, doctors, technicians, monitors...all a blur. All I can really remember is my baby. He was so strong and courageous. We were admitted. His glucose was 683. The doctor told me if we would have waited any longer we would be admitted into the PICU. Thank you Lord for giving me the insticts to take care of our child. Over the next 72 hours we were put through the diabetic bootcamp. Learning for ourseles, how to check his blood, calculate doses and give insulin. Easy enough right?? Sure, if you have a willing participant. He is four...No four year old is every really willing to do anything you want them to. Now, we have to intentionally hurt him 10 imes daily? Sure....He did so well though. What a trouper!! Next, time to go home. Time to make us his pancreas. We have to keep him going, we have to keep him alive and well. We can do this!! He can do this!! Everyday is different. Everyday is a challenge. Logan still doesn't understand all of this. He struggles with the fact that he can't eat whenever he wants. He feels tired when low and wired when high. He hates the injections, but takes them like a champ. We may be his walking pancreas. We may keep him alive. but he is our hero. He is our Avenger. He fights this disease every day and to this point we are winniing!! Please join us in helping to find the cure. Logan keeps telling me the cure will be found in May. He doesn't know when the walk is, so I find this very interesting. May...hmmm, maybe he is going to be right??