In the professional blog of [diabetescentrumszeged.hu], we are taking the next step. In our new series, we present personal diabetes stories that you have shared with us. We would also like to thank you for your support, because initiatives like this can help and support many people living with diabetes and their families.
We are continuing our series of articles featuring personal diabetes stories in the PROFESSIONAL BLOG. This time, we present Milán's story. Milán is 8 years old, and his mother shared his story with us:
"July 23rd. This was the date that changed our lives.
Just so everyone can see the whole story. On July 19th, my little boy went fishing, and he was completely his usual self. When they came home, we thought we'd go to Baja to take a look at the Sugovica River and have some ice cream. At the ice cream shop, it was already clear that he wasn't feeling well. His eyes were red, and he complained of a headache. Since we have allergies in the family, I immediately thought, 'Okay, let's give him Lordestin, and he'll be fine.' Apparently, he was.
On July 20th and 21st, I started noticing that he wasn't acting like himself. He just lay around and only came out of his room to eat and drink. On the morning of the 22nd, he already had nausea and vomiting. Even then, I didn't think of diabetes...
I called our doctor, who reassured me in a calm voice that it was probably a virus. We would come in on the 24th, and until then we should continue with the usual treatment for fever and nausea. On the 23rd, I called again and said that my child wasn't getting better, that something was wrong, and asked if we could have him examined. His father took him in, and at that point we still thought we were dealing with a simple virus. I had already told our doctor that he had lost a lot of weight over the previous two weeks, even though he was eating and drinking a lot.
So, getting back to the story, on the 23rd our doctor decided to do a urine test, which immediately showed that something was wrong. Since his blood glucose meter wasn't working, he sent them to the pediatric department in Baja, where they were already expecting them. Blood tests and a blood glucose measurement: 28 mmol/L...
We were then sent to the Children's Clinic in Szeged, where it became clear that he had type 1 diabetes.
Two weeks in hospital, but thankfully they caught it in time and there were no more serious complications, if I may put it that way.
So many questions: why did this happen, and how do we move forward?
Thankfully, I found the DiaBBarát group for children and adults living with diabetes.
I posted there—not because I was expecting help, but simply because I needed to express what I was feeling.
That's how Várkonyi Ákos entered our lives. By the time my little boy came home, he had helped me stop seeing everything as darkness. And so many parents have written to us and continue to write, telling us to believe that everything will be okay. And now I no longer see diabetes as an illness, but as a condition that you can live with. It's difficult, but you have to keep moving forward.
I am incredibly grateful to Ákos, because he and his team have continued to help us so much ever since.
If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, whether you are an adult or a child, don't hesitate to contact the staff of the Újszeged Health Center – Diabetes Center, including Ákos Várkonyi.
This is our little diabetes story..."
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