Woman, Independent Parent, Artist, Advocate, Artifical Pancreas.... and EVERYTHING in between.

I am blessed to be parenting two beautiful girls, ages eight and eleven. My youngest nearly lost her life at age six (August 2010) to diabetic ketoacidosis: an often fatal consequences of undiagnosed type 1 diabetes. This is OUR journey: raw and sometimes, uncensored.

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Saturday, October 30, 2010

Rowan Withdrawl

Well the girls are both with their Dad in the big city for the weekend. I find it difficult caring for Rowan everyday, and then it suddenly stops once a month for a weekend. I miss them both terribly, but I have more concern about Rowan's medical well-being. Not knowing what her glucose numbers are leave me feeling disconnected and unsettled. Is she feeling alright? Does she have the purple circles under her eyes? When did she last eat? Did she sleep alright? Is she being over active or under active? What is her magic number right now?

It gets me realizing that Rowan and her glucose have very much in the last few months become a compass by which I gauge our every hour of every day. Not having my little compass here with me makes me feel lost in the woods, uncertain of the correct direction to return to the sunlight's warmth.

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