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.

Thank you for visiting wishing good health and a cooperative pancreas to you and yours.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Sometimes, I shouldn't add this all up

Today is day 149 since Rowan's diagnosis. My strong little 6 year old has endured 894 finger pokes. She has been wrestled to the ground 313 times to be injected with insulin (and yes, sometimes she still fights). But this is the number that kills me, and it starts with a dollar sign.

$1167.39 has been spent on diabetic medical supplies in the last 149 days. Which means (and here is where I should have put all of the receipts and the calculator away) there will have been approximately $2917.78 spent on her medications and equipment alone by this time next year. This does not include costs of being seen by a physician, specialist, or nurse (and believe me, we see hundreds of those).

Which leaves me wondering one thing: will I receive a Christmas card in the mail from the local pharmacy? Or perhaps a thank you letter for keeping everyone there employed?

Aaaah, but Rowan.... I'd find a way to pay $291,778,000.000 if I could bring you back to your old life.... in a heartbeat! You're the most expensive, and most rewarding investment of my life! Besides, I've heard retirement is over-rated and boring!

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