TopicDiabetes A Father's Amazing Diabetes Story
The first time that I ever saw my brother give himself a shot,Nutonen I thought that he was taking drugs. I didn't know what he was doing. He said to me, "Brandon, you're going to have to help me with this one day." No way! Whatever he was into, was his thingThen 2 weeks later, he was back at the hospital. Only this time, I was with him. And this wasn't an emergency room visit. This was training. This is where I learned about diabetes. What it does, and how to treat it. How to eat right, and how to regulate your blood-sugar levels. But most importantly, I learned the symptoms.Now let's fast forward 20 years. In August 2007, my beautiful bundle of joy, Karson, was born. I was a proud father. My first child.
One day, when Karson was about 2 weeks shy of her 4th birthday, I was on "kid-duty." We were right in the thick of potty training, so I was on high alert. Karson was doing very good that day. "Daddy, I have to go potty." Then the request to go to the bathroom became more frequent. Almost every 15 minutes.I called, my wife and told her about the bathroom visits, and she said that it could just be urinary tract infection. "We'll go to the doctor on her next appointment." But something didn't sit right with me. After all, I had training from over 20 years ago. I knew the symptoms of diabetes.We went to the hospital that day, and Karson was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. She had a blood-sugar level of 306. No coma, no weight loss, no vomiting, and no nothing. No intensive care! The doctors were stunned!