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We were ready to start the pump. I really did not know what was going to happen and we had no expectations, I knew things could only get better in time. We were desperate to make our children's lives a little better. This was our chance to take control and give our children a life of hope and freedom.

Samantha had now been taking injections for 10 years. It was at this point I was coming to terms with our triple blow. The boys had not long been diagnosed.

Kristine who was working at Weasmaed Children's Hospital as a nurse at the time Samantha was diagnosed, ten years ago was now working as a Diabetes Educator when Ryan was diagnosed.

It was not long after that Jacob was diagnosed that I turned to Kristine and ask what would you do if it was your children? The reply was simple " I would have them on pumps". So that was it we were doing just that.


A friend once explained to me that wounds as deep as these heel but they leave scars and some times we fall over and graze our selves again, with time again they heel but they are always there. There will always be a tiny part of my soul that will always grieve for my children. I am reminded each day when I prick my children's fingers and are up through the night checking sugars, diabetes never takes a holiday and it does not discriminate.

Having so many people in our lives who love and care for us makes those times we fall a little softer. They are there to pick us up and at times carry us and then they walk beside us and are our support.

 

 

Bearing My Soul