DunPainted
Well-Known Member
Last Tuesday, David was rushed to the hospital, diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. His blood sugar level was over 600. We're told the "onset" manifests itself with an episode.
Poor kid was so dehydrated, an anesthesiologist was called in to find a vein to start running IV fluids. Until the third bag finished, David looked like a concentration camp survivor. Skin was ashen, black around the eyes, barely coherent.
Long story short, on the third day of hospitalization, the reality of facing life of insulin injections and fear of being stigmatized at school set in. Through tears (rare) David frustratedly asked the doctor, "WHY ME?" More perplexing to the doctor was verbalizing his wish to be "handicapped in a wheelchair".
As some of you may know, David has a high functioning form of autism called Asbergers Syndrome. With a delicate prodding of a mother who knows her child, it seems David formulated the idea that diabetes will cease his participation in sports. (He'd prefer an outward sign of a limitation).
The wise doctor told David that his diabetes will actually give him an edge when he competes in track, since he'll be regulating his blood for optimum performance.
Today was his first day back at school -- and looked forward to seeing friends. Funny, the kid had his testing equipment attached to his belt, with a positive attitude beaming from his soul.
QUESTION: If any of you folks have a teenager living with Type 1 diabetes who'd be interested in corresponding with David, it'd be very much appreciated.
Here's our e-mail address: [email protected]
Many, many thanks!
Cindy
Poor kid was so dehydrated, an anesthesiologist was called in to find a vein to start running IV fluids. Until the third bag finished, David looked like a concentration camp survivor. Skin was ashen, black around the eyes, barely coherent.
Long story short, on the third day of hospitalization, the reality of facing life of insulin injections and fear of being stigmatized at school set in. Through tears (rare) David frustratedly asked the doctor, "WHY ME?" More perplexing to the doctor was verbalizing his wish to be "handicapped in a wheelchair".
As some of you may know, David has a high functioning form of autism called Asbergers Syndrome. With a delicate prodding of a mother who knows her child, it seems David formulated the idea that diabetes will cease his participation in sports. (He'd prefer an outward sign of a limitation).
The wise doctor told David that his diabetes will actually give him an edge when he competes in track, since he'll be regulating his blood for optimum performance.
Today was his first day back at school -- and looked forward to seeing friends. Funny, the kid had his testing equipment attached to his belt, with a positive attitude beaming from his soul.
QUESTION: If any of you folks have a teenager living with Type 1 diabetes who'd be interested in corresponding with David, it'd be very much appreciated.
Here's our e-mail address: [email protected]
Many, many thanks!
Cindy
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