I can still remember the day as if it was just yesterday. It was February 2, 2010, exactly a month before Noah's 2nd birthday. For a few weeks now, my wife noticed something different with the little boy's demeanor. He became very sluggish and seemingly always easy to tire. Also, he lost a bit of weight which I stupidly rationalize as him getting taller. He was also having bouts with excessive thirst, downing glasses and glasses of water at a time. Again, i foolishly dismissed this as just his body's way of dealing with the imminent summer heat (genius)! Then one day, his trusty yaya mentioned that she discovered ants in Noah's diapers. To this, I couldn't conjure up any rational explanation.
You see, just like most of you, I was a rat in the rat race. My days were filled with important stuff like meetings...and meetings....and more meetings. I often take for granted my daily regimen to the point that it becomes second nature. Wake up, do my morning ritual, grab a quick bite before heading out to to the office. Sometimes, if time permits or hangover persists, you will often find me gulping down a steaming, caffeine-loaded brew at the corner Starbucks. And sometimes, if i'm feeling a tad generous, i'd probably tandem that with the perfect coffeemate......sugar raised donuts!!!! Just a day in the life. It was...nice....simple...ordinary. Definitely not something that would have prepared me for something like ants in the pants.
So....I did my best rendition of the Hardy Boys and started well, surfing for what could be up with Noah. All hits came up with the same conclusion. But I was too blind, nay, proud to admit it. I wanted to be absolutely sure. I wanted to hear it from someone who has a medical diploma...and not just from faceless names from the www. And so I brought my chirpy little boy to Medical City to get a glucose test.
Three hours and a few rosary mysteries later (all recited by my wife), the verdict came in. It was indeed D-Day....Depression, Damnation, Doubt, Disturbing, Debacle, Dread, and the word that I still have a hard time uttering up to now....Diabetes.
