In 2014 Oggi made the commitment to finding a cure for Type 1 Diabetes for our buddy Evan, (Our Director of Consulting Services, Scott’s oldest son) who was diagnosed with T1D when he was just 9-years-old. Sadly at our 2nd annual JDRF One Walk we have TWO reasons to walk. In September 2014 Evan’s younger brother Grant (12) was diagnosed with T1D as well. (Read more about Grant’s story below…)
With 29 million people in the U.S. currently struggling with the disease, it’s safe to say we all know someone who would benefit from a cure. This year the Oggi walk team set an ambitious goal to raise $2,000 for the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF). The research and fundraising done through JDRF constantly provides improvements in the treatment of T1D and continues to bring us closer to a cure for Evan, Grant and the 15,000 kids who were diagnosed with diabetes in 2014.
If you have the capacity to make a donation, you can help their cause. Any donation is appreciated! Together, we can create a world without type 1 diabetes.
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From the bottom of our hearts, thank you.
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Here we go again…On Wednesday, September 17th, at 9:30 pm, in the ER, we learned that our youngest son who is 11 years old is now a Type 1 Diabetic. All the feelings of anger, fear, frustration, concern, etc. came rushing back. “Are you kidding me?” was a much asked question. “Unbelievable” a much uttered phrase.
Allow me to back up a bit…
For the past week or two we had been noticing that he (Grant) had been drinking a lot of fluids and therefore, hitting the rest room more than regularly. But, it’s cross country season. And, it’s been hot. So, while we had concerns he really didn’t show any other symptoms.
On Wednesday night around 9:00 pm we decided to put our ‘over-acting’ minds at ease and just test him using older brother Evan’s (he’s Type 1) testing kit. So, there we were. Evan and Sonya sitting on the couch with Grant in between, me kneeling across from him. First, prick the finger. Next, get the blood on the finger stick. Now, wait for the results recalling that 80-120 is normal and 150 is kind of high. The meter tracks blood sugar levels up to 500. Anything higher than that results in a reading of “HIGH”. Wouldn’t you know it, the meter read “HIGH”. Already having a diabetic in the house we knew exactly what that meant.
Tears were flowing. From Grant. From Evan for his little brother. From us. Ohhhh, again?!? You know that feeling of a pit in your stomach? Yeah, check. Got that.
We got the healthcare provider on the line who advised us to take Grant to the ER. By 9:30 pm he’s admitted and the ER staff are working on bringing him down to a reasonable number. We learn that our hospital no longer takes on pediatric cases as of 6 months ago. News to us. After his blood sugar numbers were brought down (around 1:00 am) he was transferred from hospital to hospital via ambulance.
After admission at hospital B it was 2:30 am. Poor kid. He’s been up the entire time and was mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. He finally got to bed around 3:30 am only to be awakened at 4:00 for a blood sugar check. Then again at 6:00 am and 8:00 am. Not much sleep was had that night.
He was released around noon the next day (fairly quickly in the grand scheme of things) but had a full afternoon of meetings at Children’s Hospital. Had to meet with the Endocrinologist, RN, Diabetes Educator, and a nutritionist. Ugh. I know it’s all necessary but after what he and we had been through, as well as being physically exhausted, it was just too much. I would like to formally apologize to the Children’s staff for being grumpy!
Anyway, now we’re living with a new reality. Two Type 1 diabetic brothers in the same house. You know how when you have your second child it feels like more than double the work? Yeah, that’s how we feel. We’re probably carrying the weight of the new diagnosis heavier than the first, but it feels like more than double the mental concern.
Thanks for taking the time to read this and for keeping Grant and Evan (and our family) in your thoughts and prayers.
Funny, I used to sign off this blog with DOAD (Dad of a Diabetic). I now sign off with my new tag name….
DOTDs (Dad of Two Diabetics),
Scott Sterling, Director of Consulting Services