I love someone with T1D

 It is Project Blue November, the month to raise awareness of Type 1 Diabetes.  Brett was diagnosed 17 months ago.  17 months ago Brett was constantly thirsty, frequently urinating and had rapid weight loss.  He was beginning to complain that his stomach hurt.  The next sign would of been throwing up and I most likely would of just thought he had come down with the stomach flu.  At this point the disease develops rapidly and he would of become critically ill.  Thank you Jesus that he made it to the doctor in time.

Brett was admitted to the hospital with an A1C of 14.6 with a blood glucose reading of close to 600.  Which means he was walking around with an average blood sugar of 378 for several months.  Never ignore the signs of diabetes!  It can be a fatal decision.

 Brett does not let being a Type 1 define him.  Not. one. single. time in 17 months has he complained about the 1000's of times he has checked his blood sugar or injected himself with insulin.  He even thanks me when I check him in the middle of the night.
It is hard work doing the work for your pancreas.  He counts every carb he puts in his mouth, corrects his highs and brings up his lows.  Brett has made being a Type 1 part of his life, not his life.

I am about to tape up the 4th gallon jug filled with needles,  every time it is filled to the rim with needles I stop and remember how grateful I am that Brett was diagnosed in time and never for a second do I take for granted that Brett has access to the insulin that keeps him alive.

Brett sees his endocrinologist every 3 months.  He keeps astonishing his doctor.  If you know anything about an A1C you will know that his last A1C of 5.5 is simply more than amazing.  His doctor is shocked by his results every visit.  We are not.  You see I believe that Jesus is healing him.  I am believing and praying that he will be healed on this side of heaven.  Many people pray for his healing and there is power in prayer. 
Psalm 30: 2
LORD my God, I called to you for help, and you healed me.

This auto immune disease will not slow my boy down.  I am very proud of him.  He ran cross country for the first time this year.  When he decided he wanted to run I had a small mom panic attack, but soon realized that Jesus has this.  I pray for his protection every time he takes off running.  Brett slaps some sugar on his arm and is off. 
Brett, you never cease to amaze me.

I hear Jesus whisper that he will heal you in his time.  Until then continue to be grateful of his provisions.  I know I am.  You tell me you want to be an endocrinologist.  Keep that dream alive.  You are smart enough to find the cure for diabetes.  

I love someone with T1D and that is you!
I love you and you are a blessing.