Only 3 more days until summer break. This year has flown by.
This was our first school year since my little guy’s diagnosis and it went WAY better than I initially expected.
He was diagnosed in July and school began only one month later in August. I was so incredibly freaked out.
How in the world could I let him out of my sight for 8 hours during the school day. We weren’t on the pump when the school year started. We were still brand new to the world of 24 hour diabetes care for a child.
How could we possibly trust another person to care for him when I didn’t even feel confident in my own abilities? I considered homeschooling him, but that would mean quitting my job.
When I called the school to discuss his care, I had a long conversation with the nurse.
“He has one of the few conditions the school board considers to be life threatening”, she said to me on the phone.
My heart stopped. I knew this already. Hearing it out loud made me want to throw up.
But, we took it one day at a time. One phone call at a time, three times each day…and we survived.
This is a major milestone for us. I think now we can look forward to the next school year without a feeling of dread….and I’m thanking goodness for kind people who are willing to take such careful care of a child who isn’t their own.