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This is Kendrick. He is a smiling little 17-month old boy. In the middle of October Kendrick came down with what seemed like a bug. At first I was worried it was H1N1, since that was the big concern at the time. A few days went by and he didn't get better, but had no congestion or cough. I was pretty sure it wasn't H1N1, but thought he had some other bug. Just to be sure, I called the doctor's office. They assured me that since he was wetting through his diaper, he was plenty hydrated and that I shouldn't worry. A few more days went by. Kendrick didn't get better, he got worse. So we took him in. I told my story about wetting out his diapers, drinking tons of fluids, being very lethargic, and fussy. My mom even mentioned the change in the smell of his breath. The physician's assistant tried sending us home. I thank God often that we didn't listen. We refused to go home. We insisted that we be seen by a doctor and tests be run. By the time he was diagnosed, his blood sugar was 900 and his body was shutting down because he was in what is called diabetes ketoacidosis (DKA). That was the longest night of my life!

We went 8 days without seeing one smile. We take for granted little things like smiles, until they aren't there. I praise the medical community for the advances they've made in diabetes. They are keeping our children alive. I also praise those who continue the fight for a cure. One day my family and thousands of other will be able to say goodbye to this horrible disease. We will no longer have to worry about spikes or lows, night checks, or if we calculated the carbs right in that casserole. In the mean time, I plan on making every effort to make people aware of the symptoms of diabetes and raise money to fund research for a cure.