Everything changes. Yesterday was nothing special and today our lives were picked up, turned over, and pummeled into a new shape. My son, strong and active, went to see the doctor and was sent straight to hospital with blood sugar levels of 900. He was crying when he called to tell me he is diabetic. How could he not be overwhelmed when he knows his father died from complications that came from diabetes? By the time I reached the hospital he had calmed down and begun accepting it. I'm still not there yet. Tomorrow the education begins into insulin and nutrition.
An afternoon that lasted a lifetime.