My sone Bryce is just 15. He's a handsome 6 ft 200 pound, polite, soft spoken and respectful
young man.
I was 53 when he was born and I took him from his mothers womb and instantly bonded.
I was disabled from police work so not working and spend all my time with him.
I changed, fed, bathed, rocked, that baby all day every day.
Last wekk he got sick, really sick. I went to see him and he looked like he was dying.
Little did I know he was.
I begged his mom to get him some medical help immediately. She said she would. She didn't.
She thought he had the flu or something and made a doctors appointment.
Thanks God the doc knew Type 1 sudden onset juvinile diabetes and had him taken to the
nearest e.r. Tests showed him in horrible shape and he was flown to Akron Childrens Hospital
where they stabilized him.
In his mothers defense I will say the entire time he was in the hospital she never left his room.
She was a good supportive strong mother.
I saw him and he cried hard realizing how sick he was and he will have to self inject
insulin 4 X daily for the rest of his life.
He is coming to terms with this however I am having a hard time.
I'm angry. So very angry that this dirty trick of nature happened to my son.
I must reflect and be grateful he is alive and will likely live as normal a life as possible.
He must watch his diet closely but if he follows doctors instructions he'll live.
If you can find it in your hearts to utter a small prayer of thanks to God for helping spare
my son it would be so very appreciated.
Thank you.
young man.
I was 53 when he was born and I took him from his mothers womb and instantly bonded.
I was disabled from police work so not working and spend all my time with him.
I changed, fed, bathed, rocked, that baby all day every day.
Last wekk he got sick, really sick. I went to see him and he looked like he was dying.
Little did I know he was.
I begged his mom to get him some medical help immediately. She said she would. She didn't.
She thought he had the flu or something and made a doctors appointment.
Thanks God the doc knew Type 1 sudden onset juvinile diabetes and had him taken to the
nearest e.r. Tests showed him in horrible shape and he was flown to Akron Childrens Hospital
where they stabilized him.
In his mothers defense I will say the entire time he was in the hospital she never left his room.
She was a good supportive strong mother.
I saw him and he cried hard realizing how sick he was and he will have to self inject
insulin 4 X daily for the rest of his life.
He is coming to terms with this however I am having a hard time.
I'm angry. So very angry that this dirty trick of nature happened to my son.
I must reflect and be grateful he is alive and will likely live as normal a life as possible.
He must watch his diet closely but if he follows doctors instructions he'll live.
If you can find it in your hearts to utter a small prayer of thanks to God for helping spare
my son it would be so very appreciated.
Thank you.