3:33 was the exact time of day, when what felt like a whisper in my ear, Tony called to tell me. “It’s Type 1 Diabetes”. Logan had been urinating through his pull up, drinking lots of water and at times, his cheeks seemed more rosey than usual.
Monday morning, August 7, 2006, when Logan could hardly lift his arm to take his pajama top off, I knew something was terribly wrong. Tony had just left for work. Before he left we had talked about Logan’s behavior over the weekend, he just didn’t seem like himself. We agreed that if he hadn’t perked back up by lunch time we would take him in to see his pediatrician. But before Tony could get down the street, I was certain. I called and told him that we had to take Logan in right away, we couldn’t wait. I didn’t know what it was but he had to go…now.
I am so grateful that in that moment Tony didn’t question my judgment. He didn’t ask to wait until later, he just turned around, picked up Logan and took him to the pediatrician’s office. Without hesitation, a pediatrician, not Logan’s primary, took one look at him, checked his blood sugar and immediately sent them to the ER at Children’s. He told Tony that he would call ahead and that they would be waiting for them.
The waiting was horrible, I knew something wasn’t right. Something was coming, something was about to change our lives. The next call was to tell me where our life was headed. I looked at clock on the stove, it said 3:33. Some things you never forget, like where you are when you hear life changing news. For weeks after, I would catch myself looking at the clock at exactly 3:33. It was like my body was stuck in this time sequence, going through the day and then stopping at 3:33 to check in.
Tony and I never suspected Type 1 Diabetes. We didn’t recall anyone talking about in our families, no one we knew had it, it was never on our radar. We didn’t know that it was lingering, waiting to show itself.
Prior to Logan’s T1D diagnosis, his speech was delayed and he was struggling with fine motor skills and coordination. We were so focused on helping him overcome these hurdles that we never considered the symptoms to be pointing to a life threatening disease.
When he started urinating so frequently we thought it was because he was growing out of his pull ups, that they were getting too small. We were preoccupied with getting him potty trained. When his cheeks were rosey, we thought it was part of his eczema or that maybe he was developing a food allergy.
We can’t change the steps that lead up to Logan’s diagnosis but we can help others identify and become aware of the symptoms of Type 1 Diabetes.
The JDRF website is a wonderful resource, on their website they list these as common symptoms for Type 1 Diabetes:
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For more information about the signs and symptoms please visit this link-
Know the signs, some day they may save a life.