Please please please?

Will someone read this and tell me whatcha think?
i'll give 5 stars. to whoever gives the best answer. thanks guys.
i know its kinda long.



Have you ever had life as you know it completely changed, just in matter of seconds? Well I sure have, my life was turned upside down and sideways when I found out, just about two weeks ago that my little sister Samantha had type one juvenile diabetes.
It was a pretty normal Saturday morning, I had just woke up, and plopped down on the couch listening to the mind-numbing sounds of Blues Clues, I could hear Joe singing and I watched him dance in circles around a big red chair, waving around a big thick lined envelope, that looked like something out of a kids coloring book. Samantha was laying in a heap of blankets at the foot of the couch. She'd been sick with what my parents thought was the flu for about two days now, it was no big deal really since Samantha always pretended to be "sick" with stomach aches or a hacking cough, so they just shrugged it off.
At my feet Samantha whined a little and rolled over to face me. Her face was a flushed pasty gray and her lips a sickly white, she seriously looked like death-warmed over. I was shocked by what I saw, and I'm guessing my mom was too because she called the doctor, right then, and there. I could hear their conversation, it was just a lot of my mom agreeing to whatever the doctor said. "Oh okay, alright...we'll be there." Then they hung up, the doctor told her to bring Samantha into the ER.. wow this is already turning into more then I thought it would. In a matter of minutes Samantha was dressed and mom was trying to get her into the car. The poor girl was so dizzy she could barley walk in a straight line, a few times I watched her almost dive into the bushes. The slamming of the door, and my mom driving off would pretty much be the last I would see of my mom for the next four days.
After my mom left things were business as usual, the boys were playing ruin scape on the computer, and I was talking on the phone with John, giving him the low down on had happened that morning. We were talking on the phone no more then twenty minutes or so, when another call beeped through. "William Beaumont" it was my mom "Oh hold on a second John, I gotta answer this I'll call you on the cell, okay?" I hung up with John and picked up "Hello...so hey mom did you find out what was wrong?" "Yeah...she was severely dehydrated, they've got IV's in her now but Rachel where's dad...go get him" she said, I could tell just by the sound of her voice something was wrong, you know how someone sounds when either they want to cry, or they have been, that's exactly what she sounded like, I feared the worst. "Mom...are you okay, what is it...can't you tell me?" "J...just get your father."
Reluctantly I handed the phone off to my dad who was standing near by, I didn't hear a word of what they said, I went and grabbed the cell phone to call John back, but within five minutes my dad was off of the phone, and I had to see what was up, man how I wish I hadn't. "Well...looks like your little sister is a sever diabetic, her sugars were over a thousand, they're surprised she wasn't in a coma". I just about dropped the phone "are you serious?" was all I could manage. "Yes..why would I be joking?" My dad shot me a look that meant something like "duh why are you asking me such a stupid question?" I was shocked, I still didn't want to believe it. I stood there for a minute, totally dumbfounded "What are they gunna do to her?" "I don't know yet, she's in the hospital for at least five days, and there going to have to transport her to Royal oak". It's like I wasn't hearing anything he said, it all went in one ear and out the other. "What?" He said it slower, and as if I was two years old. "THERE T A K I N G H E R TO R O Y A L O A K...they have a better pediatrics unit". I still just stared, not wanting to believe it.
I walked up stairs, still not getting everything that was happening. John was lucky I still remembered he was on the phone "Well we found out what was wrong with Samantha..." I paused "she's a diabetic". The word alone made me cry, it had finally settled in. "Yeah..supposedly she's a sever diabetic...the doctors were surprised she was still awake". I began to cry harder, John was silent on the other end rarely offered an "I'm sorry" or "It's gunna be okay".I began just ranting and raving, as tears poured down my cheeks. "She's only eight John, this kind of stuff isn't supposed to happen to her!" I was practically screaming by now...poor John. "Why couldn't It have been me instead huh John...WHY...how am I supposed to help her now...some big sister I am" I sobbed.
During my meltdown the phone beeped again, the caller ID reading "William Beaumont". This time I dare not answer the phone, I whipped the dripping mascara from my face, regained my composure and headed downstairs to hand the phone to my dad. You know those races where the runner has to hurry and hand a baton to the next runner? That's kind of what it was like, as soon as my dad had the phone I raced up the steps before I started crying again. I felt bad for Samantha, but I felt really stupid for crying so much when none of this was even happening to me.
While Samantha stayed in the hospital, my grandparents practically lived at my house, my mom and dad would come home every now and again to give us updates on Samantha, shower or grab something to eat, it was pretty touch and go eventfully it became pretty normal.
And as the days passed, Samantha got better and better, and eventfully was able to some home after just four days. She's doing so much better now, she's gotta watch what she eats of course, and take insulin shots four times a day, but its all become routine. Of course the family's had to make a lot of changes to make it that way, eating dinner at a certain time, scheduling everything around what time Samantha had to eat or be tested, and listen to the daily jibber jabber about diabetes, my mom lives and breaths it now. Everything Samantha had to change we did too. It's not all bad though, believe it or not all this craziness has actually brought us all closer together.

Wow I'm so sorry. I kinda know what you feel like. my little brother is only 5 and he is not only autistic but epileptic as well! ( it means he has seizures). the first seizure he had he was fine no signs of autism at all. it was really scary. Then on top of it his learning process started going down. now hes been diagnosed with autism and has to take so much medicine it makes me want to cry.
Im not sure it will make you feel better but you can always talk to me:)

Honey, calm down, your sister will be okay!!! My girlfriends daughter had almost the same scenario 25 years ago and she is married with a child now! They thought she had the flu- doc kept telling her mom to keep her home and give her GATORADE- and of course, that's all she could consume for 3 days--the 4th she was in the ER with a sugar level of over 350. I am also a diabetic type 2, and it's easier than it seems right now to you. So please calm down and act natural to family- everything will be okay. Your mom will go to diabetes classes to learn proper nutrition for your sister. All sugar products should be removed from your home and replaced with sugar substitutes. It'll be okay--and you still will be able to have Christmas cookies-- as long as they are sugar free!!!

Your story is a story of success. Because you all did the right thing by taking your sister to hospital, her life was saved. I would like to take a moment of your time to explain the basic details of Type 1 Diabetes. I hope you will not find it too technical, I have tried to keep it simple. The pancreas lies at the back and on the left of the abdomen and has two main functions: to produce a juice that flows into the digestive system to help us digest food and to produce the hormone called insulin. Insulin is the key hormone that controls the flow of glucose (sugar) in and out of the cells of the body. Type 1 diabetes is caused by a lack of insulin output because of damage to the pancreas gland. Damage to the pancreas can occur for a many reasons, eg a viral infection. But the most common cause in Type 1 diabetes is the body鈥檚 own immune system. Insulin-producing cells in the pancreas of people with Type 1 diabetes are destroyed by cells that normally defend us from invading organisms. This is called an 鈥榓uto-immune鈥?process, referring to the fact the body appears to turn against itself. Diabetes is treated by regular injections of insulin. These are given daily or several times a day, depending on the type of insulin used. Insulin is now also available as an inhaler, but it's likely that most people for who this is suitable will still need insulin injections as well. staying physically active and getting plenty of exercise. maintaining a steady weight. Eating a proper diet containing a controlled amount of carbohydrates. The goal of insulin treatment is to control the amount of insulin in the bloodstream so glucose levels are normal, or near normal. Treatment for diabetes depends on the individual. It starts the first time you give yourself an insulin injection, and continues through starting an exercise programme and eating the right types and amounts of food.
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I think that it sounds like you are jealous that your little sister is getting a great deal of attention. In your question you used the word 鈥淚鈥?a total of -299- times. You use the word 鈥渕e鈥?a total of 28 times. However, when it came time to discuss the subject of your post, you only referenced Samantha by name 13 times and by 鈥渟ister鈥?3 times. One of those instances you were referring to yourself being a bad big sister.

I don鈥檛 think there is really a question here; it sounds more like a cry for attention. These are drama filled posts best kept in your diary. You have asked no real question about Diabetes, what do you want to hear?