Hank

So, like a bad dream, Randy and I found ourselves driving up to Primary Children's hospital yesterday afternoon with Hank.  Last week I noticed some different behavior from Hank and as much as I didn't want it to be true, all signs pointed to diabetes.  I had all weekend to worry and cry about his upcoming diagnosis.  How was it possible we were headed up to the hospital again, only 6 months later?  Monday morning, my stomach in knots, I called my pediatrician and made an appointment to get him checked.  After a simple urine test found he had sugar in his urine, we were sent to the hospital for another blood test.  We took Hank to chick-fil-a for his last meal he would ever have without mention of poking his finger or giving him insulin.  Dr. Weipert called me soon after and said his blood sugar was at 600 so we needed to get to Primary's as soon as we could.  Hank officially has type 1 diabetes.

You can imagine Hank's reaction to finding out he was headed back to the hospital.  He got it together quick, as only Hank can, and he hasn't cried since.  He is such an amazing kid.  It makes me cry just thinking about it.  After being admitted and talking to various doctors and nurses I realized how important it was that we caught this early.  They were all amazed at how well he was doing.  He recognized every floor and remembered everything that happened last time.  You could say he pretty much rules the hospital. 

He patiently waited while they figured out his insulin dosage, even though he was starving and thirsty.  He endured the first of many finger pokes and insulin shots like a champ and was able to have pizza and even ice cream so he was feeling pretty good about life.  It doesn't hurt that we bought him a new playstation game he is obsessed with.  His spirits are much higher than mine, that is for sure.

There is so much information to learn and that is why we will be here for at least 2 more days.  I am overwhelmed and emotional but I am getting my strength from Hank.  I know it should probably be the other way around.  I am trying my hardest to be strong for Hank but also this little baby I'm carrying.  Randy and I couldn't do this without all the support from our amazing families and friends.  Your phone calls, texts, e-mail, and visits are giving me more positivity than you know.  We all love Hank and I know as a family we will figure this out for him and make his life as normal as we can.  I don't expect that I will have much time to blog, e-mail, or talk on the phone today so I wanted to let everyone know what was going on. Thank you again from the bottom of my heart for you love and concern.  Hank is such a special little boy and if anyone can get through this it will be him.