How to know if your child has Type One Diabetes…..
It has been five weeks to the day since twin girl was dramatically rushed into A & E, in five weeks she has injected 140 life saving insulin injections into her arms, legs and tummy. (I also do one in her bottom but she doesn’t like me shouting about it, she will no doubt fart on me when I stab her buttocks later for sharing this confidential information.)
Until we find a cure she will continue this life of carb counting and insulin giving.
Since being diagnosed we have been repeatedly asked how we knew she was diabetic, if I am honest, we didn’t. With the glory of hindsight there were so many signs that it seems almost foolish that we missed it.
Yet still with incompetent parenting we still caught it early, since being diagnosed we have spoken to other diabetic families who shock us with scare stories of rushing their children in to hospital who are comatose and close to death. If high blood glucose levels are left untreated the level of something called ketone’s will continue to rise and and this causes a coma and finally it can kill the child.
In short, diabetes is not a beast to be ignored.
This knowledge scared the crap out of me, I never even suspected type one diabetes and five weeks ago today we took my daughter to the doctor because she had thrush. Never again will thrush be something nasty in our home. As far as I am concerned thrush played a vital part in keeping my daughter well.
So the signs,
First the moods, for months twin girl was like a teenager going through a break up with serious PMT. She wept for hours for reasons she couldn’t articulate and would scream and shout without provocation, when she was calm she would tell me she just couldn’t stop the anger bubbling inside of her.
The thirst, high blood sugars cause a craving for liquid as the body starts to break down in an attempt to expunge the sugars, twin girl would sob for water and we spent a small fortune on Evian when out and about.
The bed wetting, twin girl has been dry since she was two, on the day we moved house she started to wet six times a night, my heart broke when in early October I gave up changing the bed at each time and put my six year old daughter back into nappies just so she could try and get some unbroken sleep. To try and combat the bed wetting we limited liquids, she would scream at night for water and I would refuse because at times I thought she was merely playing up. It is impossible not to feel a sickening sense of guilt for this no matter what anybody says.
Weight loss, somehow I failed to notice my daughter turned from a tall slim little girl to a bony figure over a couple of months. When she laid in hospital it was like a light bulb was turned on in my eyes and I saw that her clothes hung from her and her tummy had all but disappeared.
Headaches. They get them, all the time. Calpol doesn’t really touch the sides.
Hunger, at one point twin girl was eating like a welsh rugby player, low insulin causes food craving, although when that hunger starts to dissipate it can be a sign of the onset of DKA (diabetic coma) which is life threatening.
Thrush – thank God for thrush. I have never considered taking my children to the GP’s for hunger, thirst, or mood swings. We spoke about the bed wetting but all agreed it was down to moving house. When she got thrush I called the ‘scary as can be doctor’s receptionist’ and booked her in for that morning. An hour later we were at A&E.
When you add them all those signs together you equal type one diabetes, when you have a busy life, a job and three children you see a moody child going through a growth spurt who is struggling to cope with moving house.
Type One diabetes can’t be cured, you the quicker you catch it the better.
I really hope this blog helps a mum somewhere who can’t work out why her child is bed wetting or suddenly acting like Satan’s sibling.
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