September 9th 2014 is a day we will never forget. My then 6 year old son had been displaying symptoms of a uti for a few days. My mommy instincts saw that he was in distress and took him in. Frequent urniation, excessive thirst, iritibimity, vomiting, and restless sleep. He also smelled very fruity and I instantly thought he was sick or had a bad urinary tract infection. Little did I know he was type one diabetic. After the nurse tested his blood sugar after suspecting diabetes, we were hauled off to the emergency room with a blood sugar of 647. I was so scared and so was he. Now he faced an iv in his arm, he was severely dehydrated and had started developing ketoacidosis. We caught it early though and his body did not go into full dka, thank God. He was forced to adjust to pokes in his finger, shots in his arm, a new diet and tons of blood work. His childhood and the start of 1st grade was robbed from him in a blink of an eye. I had to learn everything diabetes in a week stay at the hospital. It was the scariest moment I've ever had to face with my child. I learned at that moment how precious life was and how fragile it can be. That day forever changed us. It changed my son's life forever, it changed me as a mom and us as a family.