For years, I lived in constant fear that I would inadvertently kill my own child.
It wouldn’t have taken much.
A simple error in judgement or an innocent miscalculation could result in life-ending consequences.
In 1996, my son, Albert, became one of the 40,000 Americans diagnosed each year with Type I Diabetes (T1D). Not so long ago, that diagnosis would have been regarded as an immediate death sentence. Still, the National Institutes of Health states nearly 7% of T1Ds will die from the disease within 25 years of diagnosis. My son was two and a half when he…
It started with an inability to breathe. It was early December of 2013 and after a few days of Mucinex, nothing had changed. I didn’t feel anything in my chest, but I had to elevate my head to breathe at night. Something was definitely wrong.
A quick stop by the medical department at work and I was rushed to the ER because my oxygen levels were so low. It’s amazing how fast you get a room when you tell them you can’t breathe.
A few hours later, I had been diagnosed with asthma, prescribed an emergency inhaler, and…
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