“How did you know?” This is the number one question we are asked after people find out our kiddo has type one diabetes. It’s a question that I sometimes dread to answer. It’s a question that has become a double edged sword for me. I get to educate people on the signs and symptoms of type one diabetes, especially in kids, which I think is extremely important. Knowing these could save someone’s life. However, I also have to admit to myself that I ignored the signs and symptoms longer than I should have.
I should preface this with, I tend to be a hypochondriac about health things at times. Working high risk labor and delivery for 13 years and seeing all the complications in both women and fetuses has made me this way. Those who know me, also know that I am a bit of a pessimist, I’m often waiting for the other shoe to drop. So, when I said to my mom, my husband, and a few co-workers “I think my kid is diabetic.” they all had the same reaction “You are overreacting.” “The odds are so slim.” “Just take a deep breath, she’s fine” I took some deep breaths and I went about our life as usual.
The hardest thing about the signs and symptoms of type one is that they can all be explained away by a variety of reasons or even written off simply as part of a growth spurt. I’m going to tell you how “we knew”. Which signs and symptoms my daughter had, and how it was easy to ignore them at first.
1) Insatiable thirst. We live outside of Denver, we live at an elevation of 5869ft. We have extremely dry air. Everyone needs to drink more water at altitude in order to stay hydrated. My entire family carries around water bottles at all times, as do the majority of our friends. We never gave my daughter juice, she only drank water and milk. A few weeks before she was diagnosed, she stopped drinking her night time milk. Her water intake increased throughout the day, but I simply chalked it up to no longer drinking night time milk, makes sense she would replace one liquid with another in order to maintain hydration. It also is hard to keep track of a toddler’s water intake. I was filling her water bottle, my husband was filling it, at time she was even filling it since she could now reach the water dispenser on the fridge (damn long arms and puddles on the floor). One day I really started paying attention, pretty sure she drank over 120 ounces of water. “OK, now that is a lot of water.”
2)Excessive urination. She wasn’t potty trained. She was our first kiddo. She was drinking a lot of water. We never limited fluids before bed. Argh!! What is a “normal” amount of urine for a 2.5 year old?? We had to change the bed a couple of times a week because she would leak out of an overnight diaper; however, she was such a heavy sleeper and would sleep a solid 11 hours a night. When I say change the bed, that may be an understatement. She would wake up in a pool of water with her overnight diaper saturated to the point that we could wring it out if we would have wanted to. The final straw was when we threw an overnight diaper on her, put her in the car, drove 50 minutes to the zoo and her carseat and pants were soaked by the time we got there. “OK, now that is a lot of urine.”
3)Hunger. When this symptom happened, I was ecstatic. Our toddler is outgrowing the picky toddler stage and eating like a regular human being!!! Her appetite was back with a vengeance. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, oh my! “OK, that is a lot of food for such a little body.”
4)Weight loss. I stare at my child every day. She’s so damn cute, I can’t help it. And as she is growing and learning, I’m just in complete amazement of how fucking cool this little person really is. I really didn’t notice the weight loss on a daily basis. In a few pictures we had taken I thought “oh, man, where did my baby go?” I thought she was finally getting taller and losing her toddler chub and starting to look like a little kid. When we weighed her she had lost 2-3 pounds, “OK, that is a lot of weight when you only weighed 33 pounds.”
5)Mood changes. HA! How the hell were we supposed to assess this?!? She was 2 years, 10 months at diagnosis. How do you even know if your toddler is having mood changes when she is almost a threenager? A girl who, I am proud to say, takes after her strong-willed, opinionated, stubborn mom. A girl who was starting to show that strong will at every possible chance. The whining was new, but I thought we were moving into the tantrum stage. The biggest mood change that we noticed was she wanted to be carried a lot and was starting to choose TV over going outside or to the park to play.”OK, this is a serious change from my active crazy, running, jumping, climbing kid.”
It’s a hard thing to admit as a parent that something is wrong with your kid. I spoke with a co-worker who had a 4 year old son diagnosed 5 months prior to mine. She asked about all the symptoms and encouraged listening to my mama gut and told me that things can get worse quickly (I’ll be forever thankful for her advice and push in the right direction). I decided we couldn’t ignore the signs any longer. My husband took our daughter to our pediatrician and we got the diagnosis. “I was right!” Ugh, I used to love uttering that sentence…I never wanted to be more wrong about something in my life; I would have rather been right about a pregnancy scare with my college boyfriend. So began our life with type one diabetes and educating others on the signs and symptoms.