Answered Prayers

In dealing all these years with diabetes, we have had the opportunity to help several families over the years. Sometimes it is just a few emails of encouragement, sometimes more. Our prayer over the years has been for God to use this disease for good, as he promises in the scriptures that all things will be.



When I wrote the newspaper article (see the post below for a link), my prayer was that it would reach a family who could be encouraged. But with the anonymity of newspapers, I knew I would never know if or who, but knew that God would know.



I just received the below email about 15 minutes ago. I had to stop crying long enough to even be able to finish it.

I am writing in regards to your commentary in the Gunfighter. I thought it was awesome. I almost started crying because my son was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes in March of this year. He is 9.

It all started with a drive to the base ER with high fever and him not feeling good. He had slept pretty much all day the previous day. We just thought he was tired from playing hard. I was told it was the flu that was going around and to push fluids and have him eat chicken noodle soup. Everything thing I gave him, he threw up. He was getting very weak and losing weight. He complained of stomach pains and his hands and feet were cold even though he was under a blanket. My motherly instinct kicked in and I ram him back out to the base ER. They put an IV in him and ran some lab work.

That’s when I found out he had diabetes. They told me his blood sugar was 460. I asked where it should be, they told me below 400. He was transported to St Luke’s. I found out that when we first got to the ER his blood sugar was 760. He was in the PICU for 2 days. I cried a lot while I stood by his bedside just looking at him. Like you, I didn’t want to believe that my healthy 9 year old was sick. My husband was speechless. I stayed with him while he was in the hospital. I cried myself to sleep plenty of times. I cried a lot, but not in front of him. I wanted to be strong for him. When we first got home after the hospital stay, he was sad and upset because he had diabetes. I reassured him it was okay to be sad and that me and daddy would help him with everything. I would always tell him that I would never let anything happen to him. This is something I couldn’t stop from happening.

He is doing very well with having diabetes. He is pretty much independent when it comes to testing his blood and giving his own shots. Me and my husband still kind of monitor him to make sure he is taking the right amount of insulin. He is taking his shots by needle. He says he isn’t ready for the pen or pump. We don’t want to rush or push him. Everyone is telling him what a brave little boy he is. He is going to camp for diabetics in June. I think it will be great for him. He likes to meet new people.

One of the first questions my husband asked was, Will he be able to play sports? Thanks to your son's story, we can all be reassured there is nothing he can NOT do.

I just wanted to share my story with you because I know what you went through. Thanks again for a wonderful commentary.

A.

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Good grief. Crying AGAIN. :) Where is that box of tissues?? How great is God to sometimes answer our prayers so immediately!!!

I have already emailed her, and she has already responded that she would love to get the boys together and for us to talk.

Just thought I would share....


:)