When I think back to the day she was diagnosed it seems like a foggy dream. I know it happened and I can tell you many details about it but it feels like I wasn't even there, just an observer, not a participant. I remember spending the week in the Children's Hospital and trying to learn everything we needed to know. We learned enough to keep our daughter alive and the rest would come later. I even remember how I thought that maybe I should give her up for adoption because there was no way in the world I would be able to care for a child with so many needs. It embarrasses me that I even thought that someone else could be a better mother to her than I could. I now know that no one could take better care of her than me. I am her pancreas and I do the best job I can.
What I don't remember is how we celebrated my son, Cameron's 10th birthday. His birthday is May 22nd. We were still in the Children's Hospital. I remember calling him in the morning to tell him Happy Birthday and that I loved him before he went to school. What I don't remember is if he ever got a birthday present or a birthday cake. I am sad about that.
I am sad that diabetes does not just effect Destiny. It touches the lives of all of us. It has made us miss birthdays, softball banquets, volleyball parties, team dinners, CNA testing, and much more. I understand how it looks to my other children. It looks like I favor Destiny, like I spend more time with her than with them. I can't imagine how it feels to them. What they don't know, and I don't know how to tell them......I think they are amazing. They have given up time, parties, friends, and most of all, a piece of their heart, for their sister. My oldest wrote an essay about how Destiny is her hero. Well, Destiny does what she has to do to stay alive. My other children are my heroes because they give up so much of their lives for their sister for no other reason than because they love her. We always say Family Comes First and my children live that every day. I love them so much!!!
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