Saturday, November 17, 2012

What a cure would mean to me.


              What a cure means to me.

Three months ago, my six year old daughter Olivia started having symptoms of excessive thrust, extreme hunger, and dehydration. Olivia was eating all the time and not gaining any weight. After spending two wonderful days together off to camp Smithy and watching the fireworks under the stars with our four wonderful children. We realized there was something wrong with our daughter Olivia. The following day we took her to emergency at CHEO. Her sugar level was so high the machine was unable to read it. They hooked her up to an IV and diagnosed her with diabetes type 1. At first every time we gave her an insulin shot she cried. This made me cry and sad I don’t want my sweet heart to be in pain. When she was out of the hospital my husband and I gave Olivia her injections. I was so nervous! I didn’t want my little girl to feel pain. This made me cry because this is something I can’t fix nor can the doctors. I can only help her adapt to her new chronic illness. I wish there was a cure!

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