Hi this chapter will be in Miriam's mothers perspective
Her name is savanna according to fandom website so that will be her name in the Fanfiction
It's a mother's worst nightmare. Hearing your child passed out and had a seizure in the middle of class. I knew she seemed weird this morning. I should've just kept her home and monitored her. Now she's in the Pediatric intensive care unit. But what makes it even worse is that there is no denying that she is diabetic as the nurse said her blood sugar was super high. Just how she was acting this morning. And she was grabbing lots of water bottles which are obviously for herself, loss of appetite, and she just looked extremely fatigued this morning. But what makes it worse is Miriam's worst fear of needles. We have not gotten through a doctor's appointment without tears and extreme anxiety. I am choosing for her to have an insulin pump so then we don't have to. Inject her multiple times per day every day. But still, this is gonna be a rough transition for Miriam and it breaks my heart as a mother to see my child so scared and in so much pain.
I pull into the Toronto Children's Hospital parking lot walking as fast as I can. "Hello, I'm Savanna Mendelsohn. I'm Miriam Mendelsohn's mother. Can you tell me what room she's in?" The nurse replied "room 1112". "Thank you," I replied.
I walked into her room to see my daughter. Looking way worse than this morning. Her face was completely white, her eyes scrunched Shut and Her breathing was labored. I walk over to her bed and grab her hand and she'll weekly look over at me. Hi there Miri, how are you feeling? I asked. She looked over at the EKG and did not respond. I start talking again. "I know you must be scared sweetie but this gonna be OK have they told you what you have yet"? I questioned. She shook her head. I took a deep breath and prepared to tell her that her life would change forever. "Miriam honey this isn't easy to tell you but you're diabetic" I stated. She finally speaks but it is very monotone and she does not speak above a whisper. "This means I have to have shots every day,'' she asked. "No, no sweetheart, we will get you the pump," I replied. Miriam looked somewhat relieved but still upset that she would have to get jabbed every few days. She looks at me and starts to cry. "Sweetheart it's going to be ok we're gonna get through this together your friends will be here for you, And so will I".