The weather was warming up, so I wrote off the intense thirst. I figured my toddler wanted more to drink because of the heat, and since she was drinking so much she was peeing more. I couldn’t believe that she would soak her shorts through her diaper in less than 2 hours. I wrote that off too. I thought maybe the diapers were too small. I bought every diaper out there. Nothing worked. But two weeks later, after her sister was born, Nora took a turn for the worse. She was so lethargic and started taking deep rapid breaths. She even threw up in her bed. That’s when I knew something wasn’t right. When I was at my baby’s two-week appointment the next day, I asked the doctor to listen to Nora’s breathing. I told her what had been happening with her breathing and vomiting. The doctor immediately asked if she had been peeing a lot. I broke down. I knew as soon as she asked that question what the diagnosis would be. I was terrified. I had no idea what diabetes even was. I thought for sure I had caused this. We immediately went to the ER and were ambulanced up to Primary Children’s Hospital. The doctors were concerned about Nora’s oxygen levels, so we weren’t allowed to drive her. Nora was in diabetic ketoacidosis. She was pretty out of it. We had to ask her neurological questions every twenty minutes to make sure that there was no brain damage. It was so difficult to get her to answer any question that we asked her. She just stared at us as we begged her to tell us the name of her little sister. With lots of coaxing, she would quietly answer, “Wren”. This was one of the scariest moments of my life. I didn’t know if my spunky little girl was going to come back. After a very long night, I was relieved to find my sweet girl had returned the next morning. We then spent 4 days in the hospital with pokes, IV’s, and needles all the time. It was one of the hardest things watching your not even two year old little girl be poked and prodded all day and night. But I knew we would do anything to keep her alive.
Now, almost a year and a half later, we are doing the best we can to give Nora a normal life. She loves preschool and dance class. She plays and sings and laughs and dances just like any other 3 year old. She is such a social butterfly and she doesn’t let diabetes stop her, and I hope she never will. We have our hard days, but we try to be as positive as we can. Nora is one strong little girl!