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Hi! My name is Ainsley Faith. I've been diabetic since I was 18 months old. I'm almost 4 3/4 now, so that means I've had this disease a lot longer in my life than I haven't had it. In fact, I don't really remember life before at all. That's probably good. Even though my mommy and daddy know it's rough dealing with a preschooler with diabetes, they figure it's probably a lot worse dealing with a kid who already knows what it's like to eat and drink without a care in the world.

At my diagnosis, the doctors said that it was kind of a a miracle that I was being diagnosed not in DKA-most toddlers in our city apparently go into a coma and that's the parents' first clue something is wrong. Mama says that God told her something was going on because she said she knew I had diabetes before I even had symptoms. Really. My grandmama is a type 2 diabetic and mama wanted to use her meter to test my blood sugar a couple of weeks before I was hospitalized. Grandmama said that she was NOT gonna make the baby (AKA me!) bleed because my mama was neurotic. That's a big word for crazy, I think.

Then, I started getting sick. I turned REALLY crabby and started sleeping really hard. I also cried a lot and always finished my sippie cups the second they were handed to me. Then, one night, grandmama was babysitting me and she called mama to say I'd wet through my diaper and gotten it on my jeans. Mama insisted that she check my blood sugar. The meter didn't have a number on it, though. It just said, "HI." Grandmama said she didn't know what that meant. Mama said it meant she was right and I DID have diabetes. We went to the Children's Hospital that night—11/21/08—and everything changed. My blood sugar that night was 587. I was given 1 unit of NPH and 1 unit of Humalog. I dropped to 43. Less than 2 drops of insulin did that. Talk about scary.

It was a Friday and they kept me until Sunday morning, teaching mama and daddy about insulin and carb counting and all that fun stuff. I slept a lot, but then, Saturday afternoon, when my blood sugar was more normal I woke up and wanted to play. Our Children's Hospital is pretty cool—it has wagons and scooters to ride in the hallways in case the patients get bored.

Mama didn't like the NPH a whole lot so she fought with the doctors over the next couple of months. See, they said that you couldn't have an insulin pump until you were 6. Mama said that was silly. I started pumping in February of 2009, just before I turned 2. I'm still one of the youngest kids in my state to pump. A new endocrinologist moved here and she's cool about pumping. I hope a lot more kids get to pump because it made a big difference in my A1C! And, not to brag or anything, but I also have a CGM so that mama and daddy can see my numbers as they happen. That helps a lot, too--especially since I have a bit of a sweet tooth and grown ups at church and school find it REALLY hard to say no to me.

So, that's my story so far. I start kindergarten next year. And maybe, when I get a little bigger, I can say all of this in my own words. Right now. All I can really say about diabetes is that it stinks, but that it's OK. And you'll be OK. I promise!

You can if you want to.

Published December 28, 2011


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