Hey Natasha
Sorry only just seen this, I tend to come and go on here as I am on the Children with diabetes mailing group more.
I'm so sorry to hear about your little daughter. It is a bloody nightmare isn't it. I just hate it whenever I hear of yet another diagnosis it just makes me mad.
You will be living in your 'diabetes bubble' for a few months yet where your whole life will revolve around this diagnosis and lots and lots of 'why me's' and 'why her's' and stuff like that. What some people have likened it to is actually mourning the loss of your healthy child. Whilst some of the adults on here with type 1 may think that is extreme, it is how us as parents feel. It is a very different type of emotion being a parent of a child with type 1 than actually having type 1 yourself.
I get a lot from hearing the guys on there with type 1 and just reading their posts give hope for the future.
So much has changed in the world of diabetes over the years and technology is evolving.
There is a poem I would love you to read. I read this and still do over and over again and it just applies to me and all my friends in the diabetes world.
It was written by a parent of a child with autism but it can be for any medical conditions.
This is the poem or story :
WELCOME TO HOLLAND
by
Emily Perl Kingsley.
c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.
I love Holland. Diabetes is horrid but, and here are those dreaded words you don't want to hear, it gets easier. I'll be honest and say that diabetes doesn't get easier but once you are out of your diabetes bubble, your knowledge will grow and grow and it is that knowledge that makes it easier. Rather than the diabetes controlling you or your daughter, soon very soon you will be controlling the diabetes. It will throw you the odd curve ball sometimes more that once at a time but your knowledge and your experience will carry you though.
I didn't want to go to Holland at all, I wanted to stay in Italy with my friends. I can tell you that my daughter having diabetes changed my life but it brought with it huge bonus'. I won't deny I would rather she didn't have it but she does and because of that my life took a different path, I have the best friends in the world who all have children with diabetes and I couldn't imagine my life without them.
Just take a day at a time Natasha, just one day at a time. You will get out the other end of the bubble and somehow and one day you will get to that point where you are in control and will be feeling very differently to how you are now which is bloomin' angry and frustrated etc etc. We've all been there and 100% get it.
Take care and ask anything at all or just rant at us. 🙂