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Here is my type 1 diabetic 4 year old. He is crazy and full of mischief but he is also 1000x braver than me. The weeks leading up to your diagnosis still sit on my mind it was the summer holidays you were having the time of your life. I noticed you was drinking a lot more (assumed it was the weather) I noticed you was sleeping a lot more (but most days you spent running around the garden with your brother and uncles) then you kept weeing i noticed you'd lost a lot of weight. I started to twig something wasnt right i took you to the doctors they brushed off a water infection 3 days of anti biotics the weeing had got worse. I called back up they prescribed yet more anti biotics. Then one night I woke up to a scream that was the worst scream I'd ever heard you was in agony being sick saying your tummy hurt but this wasn't a sickness bug I knew that in my gut. I called 111 they said to take you to the gp in the morning. By this point you was barely responsive no energy what so ever unrecognisable from the boy I had seen a few weeks back bolting around the garden with a water pistol they sent us to hospital even though they felt your observations were good, the doctors sent us solely on mothers instinct (forever grateful for her) We arrived at the hospital and within minute's they took blood and rushed you off the panic in me started setting in! As I was called through i see you all wired up tears start streaming down my face I asked the nurse what was going on she sent a doctor those 5 minutes felt like the longest 5 minutes of my life. As I was told you'd need moving into high dependency because you was type 1 diabetic and you had gone into shock and that I was lucky to have got you there in time. I went to the toilet i threw up knowing only 10 days ago id given you a pick and mix at the cinema, knowing I was feeding you ice lollies after dinner the list goes on the guilt was so so heavy I could barely move. How as a mother had I let you down so much? How has this happened? What even is type 1 diabetes? Life made a massive change after that my cupboard became full of meds my life became full of numbers and injecting. I still to this day will feel bad for the struggle I had to inject you I hated it there is something so horrible about pinning a child down and injecting them i couldn't stomach it but I HAD too because I had to show you what brave was and to be brave! And to this day I'm in awe of you 💓 you're my super hero 💙 by far the bravest boy I know #diabetes #diabeticmum #babyboy #ourjourney