the fighter

Today her numbers finally seemed better. Yesterday, I was still correcting with insulin all day. Every two hours, she would be over 400 again. I had given her insulin to match what she ate and she still jumped hundreds.

Today, she woke up under 200 and stayed between 200 to 300 all day. no corrections needed. no crazy 450 numbers. or even 500's!

I think maybe she is finally getting over the cold that she had. no runny nose today and no cough. her appetite was back today. in fact she was hungry! It reminded me of after she was diagnosed. Finally she was receiving insulin and the doctor had said that she would be really hungry for a while! That's what it seemed like today. better numbers and an appetite again!

Tonight I gave her some milk and a graham cracker for her bedtime snack. she still had insulin in her from her late dinner. I gave her a small shot for the bedtime snack and now she is asleep.

She finished her speech classes, yesterday. she really enjoyed them. she had a great teacher that was so kind to her. Every class, I let them know that I would be nearby, just in case. But only once, did I pick her up to find she was down to 80.

The last class, they read a book called "Mrs. Nash's wash". They colored pictures of clothing and got to hang them on the class' clothes' line. Then the teacher took their picture. so much fun.

The teacher said that she is recommending further services for her in the fall. I am thankful because I know she still needs them. In so many ways she is doing great, but she still needs support in her expressive language skills.

She is a fighter. From the beginning.

When we first found out that I was pregnant with twins, the doctor didn't detect a heart beat in her embryo with the ultrasound. He had commented, "well, you have another baby if she doesn't make it."

I thought "well now that I know she is there, how can I just dismiss her?!" She is my life now, created, waiting to develop! Well, she fought and survived!

Then her brother was bigger and born first. She had to stay in the NICU two weeks longer and kept having apnea. She would just stop breathing. The nurses would always say that is was not that big of a deal, most preemies had apnea at first. They just walk over and rub their tummies and get them breathing again.

Well, to me, the parent, it was more than just a big deal. She STOPPED breathing!! I couldn't think of anything more important!

She finally came home and did well. But then she was definitely quiet much more so than her brother and slow to use words. and then she really slowed down and that's when she was finally diagnosed with diabetes.

so, she continues to fight. she has a smile that lights up a room. She loves to organize her surroundings and is so nurturing. She is our sweetie pie.

"And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written, "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news." Romans 10:15

and that is our sweetie. we would have it no other way.