Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Eyeballs, acceptance, and fighting back.

     My type one had his annual eye appointment, and this year he was very aware and curious as to why. Noticing a poster on the wall of different eye diseases he quickly read the words diabetic retinopathy. Knowing his diagnosis of diabetes he asked what it meant, how one gets it, and if he had it. Being a nurse his questions were easy to answer. Being a mom my heart ached inside as I sensed his fear of the unknown and his realization of the possibilities. Since diagnosis, he has accepted the multiple daily finger pokes, and the multiple daily injections, but this was the first time he asked about his future, and what type one diabetes can and is doing to his body.  I have to teach him the reality of his diagnosis. I want to protect him, I don't want him to worry, but this is our reality, and someday it will just be his reality so now I teach him to fight back.
     Going on 2.5 years since diagnosis and his eyes are healthy. Thankful.
#typeonediabetes #T1D

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                               Four years, overn5,000 injections of insulin just to stay alive.