It was an ordinary morning.  We had eaten breakfast, gotten dressed and brushed teeth.  Mackenna was standing in front of her mirror as I brushed and braided her hair.  I glanced up at her face in the mirror and saw that something was wrong.  Her eyes were big and glossy, her mouth twisted strangely as she tried not to frown.  I put the brush down and turned her around as her tears started to fall.

“What’s wrong, Sweetheart?”

“Why am I the only girl in our family with diabetes?”

There it was.  She’d lived with type 1 diabetes for over a year now and had not uttered this question once before.  I think the question she asked was more specific than the bigger question she really wanted answered.  She really just wanted to know why she had diabetes.  Not the medical reason, her question was bigger than that.  Why had God chosen to let her have type 1 diabetes?

The. Hardest. Question.

I knew she’d ask someday.  I figured the question would have come when diabetes was being painful or annoying.  Like when she had to do a sensor or infusion set change…bigger pokes that hurt a little more.  Or when she’d have to sit on the sidelines, waiting for her blood sugar to rise, while her friends or brothers played.  But today nothing like that prompted her inquiry.  It really just came from her sweet little 5-year-old heart.  And even though I knew she’d ask someday, I had never really come up with a good answer.  And now it was go-time.  I silently prayed, “Jesus, give me the words.”

“Oh Sugar Booger, I don’t know why you’re the only girl in our family with diabetes.  But I do know that you’re also the only girl in our family who loves horses and unicorns.  I know that you’re the only girl in our family that can wiggle her ears.  I know that you’re the only girl in our family who is the bravest of the brave.  And I know that God doesn’t make mistakes.  So since He chose to let you have diabetes, then I believe He is going to use you and your story, your courage and your joy, to bless people, and to glorify Him.  I think He’s writing a really brave and beautiful story with your life.  Do you believe that?”

She didn’t hesitate, “Yeah, I do.” And I wiped her tears.  And she smiled.  And I held her for a minute before tending to her hair again.

Once her hair was done and she headed downstairs to play with her brothers, I collapsed on my bed.  Through big ugly tears, I sobbed the same question.  “Why God?  Why her?  This is too hard.  Why did it have to be her?”  And I heard my the same words find their way back to me, speaking to my heart this time and not hers.

“Oh Stacey.  I know it’s hard to understand, but remember, I don’t make mistakes.  I’ve chosen to let her have diabetes and I am going to use her story, her courage and her joy, to bless people and to glorify My Name.  I’m writing a brave and beautiful story with her life.  Do you believe that?”

Yes.  I do.

“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us.”  (Romans 8:18 ESV)

Mackenna, age 5

Mackenna, age 5

  • aunt Donna Dahlborg

    God bless you, Stacey, and brave and courageous, McKenna…and your dear family as you live out God’s plan for your family. You are an inspiration to many. Love you lots. Aunt Donna ??ReplyCancel

  • Brenda Pence

    Tracy thanks for how you are allowing GOD to use you,Mackenna and her story to honor and glorify our Lord. This story was beautiful and Jesus did give you the most beautiful words for your beautiful girl.ReplyCancel

I recently kept play-by-play records of how we manage Mackenna’s type 1 diabetes over the course of 24 hours.  I need you to know that my point in sharing this with you is not for pity, and not for praise.  The reason I’m sharing this is because people still think that diabetes is what happens to overweight adults, and that an insulin pump is a cure.  Neither, of course, is true.  And until people realize the reality of life with type 1 diabetes, they will be hesitant to support funding research for a cure.  And we need a cure…because this life is pretty crazy!  Take a look:

November 13, 2015

10:13pm

Typically at this time of night, Mackenna’s BG (blood glucose) tends to be a smidge on the high end.  Not tonight.  Her continuous glucose monitor (CGM) was just inserted this evening and still in the warming-up period, not able to transmit any data.  We are ready to go to sleep, so we check BG like we always do and were shocked to see it at 61.  (So shocked in fact, that we did a second finger poke just to make sure it was right.)  Since 61 is too low, Mackenna needs sugar.  She eats 10 carbs worth of apple sauce and goes back to sleep.  I stay up, and plan to check her again in a short while.

 

10:42pm

Time to recheck BG to make sure it is on its way up.  Nope.  It’s actually gone down in the thirty minutes since she ate that apple sauce.  Now she is at 42.  This makes no sense, but that’s the crapshoot that managing diabetes is sometimes.  (You can read more about what I mean by that over here.)  Mackenna needs more sugar.  She gets 10 more carbs and I stay up to check her again in a short while.

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11:10pm

BG is now 91, still not in her preferred range of 95-150, but close and definitely heading in the right direction.  I will check one more time before going to bed.

 

11:36pm

BG is 106.  I’m going to bed!

 

November 14, 2015

2:30am

My alarm goes off to check Mackenna.  This is a picture of the monitor on the side of my bed.  It shows me her sensor data.  It’s not exactly the same as her BG, but it’s generally pretty close.  171 is too high, and that little arrow means she is heading up.  A finger poke reveals a BG of 168.  She gets a teeny amount of insulin through her pump and I’m going back to bed.

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4:30am

My alarm goes off again.  I had set it to make sure her BG did in fact head back down into range after that last check, and also to make sure she didn’t end up going too low.  The monitor currently says 158 with one arrow down.  If she keeps dropping and is headed toward a low BG, the monitor will alarm and I’ll check with a finger poke.  For now, I’m going to go back to sleep and hope it levels off in range.

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6:05am

The monitor alarms.  Justin checks BG with a finger poke…it’s just 66.  She eats a 10 carb apple sauce pouch.

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6:30am

Our boys (ages 2 and 4) are awake.  Justin is getting up with them so I can sleep a little.  What a guy!

 

7:39am

Mackenna is ready for breakfast and we were ready to give breakfast insulin, but her BG is a smidge too low.  So she’s having a 4 carb glucose tab to raise her back up into range before she gets insulin.

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7:58am

BG is 113.  Mackenna’s breakfast is pancakes, sausange and a clementine.  We weigh most foods.  Two ounces of pancakes with sugar free syrup is 20 carbs.  The clementine (1.8 oz) is about 5 carbs and the sausage is 0 carbs.  She got 1.45 units of insulin through her pump and can eat in about 10 minutes.

Insulin takes about 15 minutes to start working, so it’s best to administer it 15 minutes before eating so that the carbs and insulin can both work together at the same time, balancing each other out.

 

9:33am

We are getting ready to head out for a JDRF sponsored playdate at the Maple Maze (large indoor playground) with other families and kids with type 1 diabetes.  Activities like this require a lot of energy which makes Mackenna’s blood sugar drop, so we are bringing extra sugar: applesauce (12 carbs) and skittles (1 carb each) along with her glucose meter kit and glucose tabs (4 carbs each).

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9:59am

We’ve arrived at the maze a little early.  Mackenna feels low.  She checks her BG with a finger poke, 70.  Too low, plus I know she’s going to be really active, so she gets 10 skittles (10 carbs).  We will check again before she starts playing in the maze.

 

10:30am

A friend gives Mackenna a fun sized sweet tart.  I’m not sure how many carbs are in it, but can’t be more than 7 or 8.  Since she’s about to go into the maze, I let her just eat it without any insulin.  BG is now 135 and she’s heading into the maze.  Will need to check BG again soon.

 

11:37am

I waited too long to check (insert mommy guilt).  BG is 64.  She is sucking down that 12 carb apple sauce.  She’ll need to take it easy for a while so she doesn’t go any lower.  Makes me feel bad I didn’t grab her sooner for a finger poke.

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12:10pm

Well this is a first for us.  Mackenna came down the slide in tears, crying, saying that her site hurt.  I took a look and sure enough, it got ripped out.  Her skin is scraped and bloody.  It’s not ok for her to go a long time without insulin, so we’re heading home to insert a new infusion set.

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12:30pm

Insulin infusion set change.  This really stinks because it’s a bigger poke that we usually only have to do every other day.  She just had a fresh one inserted last night.  Hate extra pokes like this.

This pink contraption helps insert the tubing beneath her skin.  You can see the needle in the picture.  That needle pushes the tubing in and then retracts, leaving a 6mm length of plastic tubing under her skin.

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12:46pm

BG is 163.  We are counting carbs for lunch.  1 cup of mac-n-cheese  (47 carbs), 2 ounces of carrots with some ranch (5 carbs), a fruit cup (13 carbs).  Total of 65 carbs.  Mackenna gets 3.0 units of insulin through her pump.

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1:05pm

Mackenna picked skittles for her after-lunch treat.  15 carbs entered in her pump and 0.65 units of insulin administered.

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3:58pm

We just came in from playing outside.  We have been watching Mackenna’s sensor data in her pump.  We are heading to a park with the boys and M wanted a snack so we did a finger poke.  BG is 130.  She chose Cheez-its (16 carbs).  Based on this morning’s pattern and previous experiences at this park, I am predicting she’ll need extra carbs to avoid a low BG.  Therefore, she gets no insulin to cover her snack.

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5:06pm

I’ve been watching her sensor data.  Five minutes ago it said 124 with no arrows.  Just now it said 97 with one arrow down so we check.  Finger poke reveals BG is 56!  Mackenna is eating 15 skittles and taking a break on a bench with me.

Sensor data can be 15 minutes behind actual BG.  I’m sure it will alarm at us soon, predicting a low.  Mackenna doesn’t always feel her lows, especially when she’s having a lot of fun, so we rely heavily on those sensor alarms.

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5:10pm

Pump alarms “LOW PREDICTED”.  Called it.

 

6:26pm

We’re having dinner at Panera.  Mackenna is having a cup of broccoli cheddar soup and a tube of yogurt.  I used my Go Meals app to figure out how many carbs in each.  Total of 27 carbs and she gets 1.0 units of insulin.

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6:46pm

She’s still hungry and asked for a treat.  A fun sized Twizzlers candy is 11 carbs.  She gets 0.4 units of insulin.

 

7:20pm

It’s bedtime for our cherubs!  We check BG before M brushes her teeth in case she needs a snack.  BG is 78.  Too low.  She is eating a 12 carb apple sauce pouch.  We have had a TON of lows today.  This is not normal for us.  But like I wrote on the blog here, what worked yesterday won’t work tomorrow, 1 + 1 does not always equal 2 with diabetes, and it often really does feel like a crapshoot.  I’m really hoping this low trend doesn’t continue through the night.

 

8:00pm

Sensor data still shows her in the low 80s.  Finger poke.  BG is 84, just 6 points higher than 40 minutes ago.  She gets a 9 carb juice box, sings me a little song, and then goes back to sleep.

 

9:15pm

BG is 146 and because I got so little sleep last night, and I don’t know how tonight’s going to go…I’m heading to bed early.

 

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The graph above shows Mackenna’s sensor data for the day…you’ll notice the mountains and valleys.  That’s what it looks like when a person tries to be a pancreas.  If I had a graph of my own sensor data for 24 hours, the line would be pretty flat, and pretty close to 90 the entire time…that’s because I don’t have type 1 diabetes; my pancreas works.

So there you have it, 24 hours in our world.  18 finger pokes, 1 infusion set change, 10 low BGs, 2 high BGs, 6 in-range BGs, 100 extra grams of carbs not covered by insulin, 5.9 units of insulin to cover meals and snacks.  Definitely a crazy diabetes day for us, with more than a few hiccups.  But through it all Mackenna was just a 7-year-old girl playing and eating and doing what any other 7-year-old girl might do on a Saturday.  She’s safe.  She’s happy.  And that’s all that really matters.

One more thing…If you’re still reading, I’ve mentioned before about the fact that parents of children with type 1 diabetes don’t get much sleep.  Personally, I don’t really get an uninterrupted 6 hours of sleep more than once every couple of months.  But the day illustrated above, waking up 3 times in the middle of the night for D, is also not the norm around here.  It’s normal for me to wake up once or twice to check Mackenna’s BG.  I’ve also mentioned before that God always seems to give us exactly what we need exactly when we need it (you can read about that here).  He is faithful.  Case in point: After this crazy diabetes day, I really needed a solid night’s sleep.  My energy was totally zapped and I really needed a solid night’s rest.  As always, He delivered.  The very next night, I slept from about 10pm until 8am!  I honestly can’t remember the last time I got that much sleep!  He knows.  He is faithful.  His strength is perfect, when mine is gone.

“Jesus said, ‘Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.’ ” (Matthew 11:29)

This 12 hour straight-ish line shows Mackenna

This 12 hour straight-ish line shows Mackenna’s sensor data as I slept through the night for the first time in weeks!

You’ve already heard the first four tracks from the soundtrack that’s been playing in my van and in my heart since May of 2013 when my sweet 4 year-old was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes.  I hope these songs have been as healing/encouraging/comforting/inspiring for you as they have been for me.

Of course this disc that’s always playing in my van doesn’t only have four songs on it!  I’m going to list the rest of the songs and my favorite lyrics from each for you today.  And would love to hear from you!  Music is powerful!  I’d love to know what songs have helped you get through a difficult time.  You can share in the comments at the end of this post, or on my facebook page.  My kids sure would appreciate hearing something in the van other than these 10 songs they know by heart!

“Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)” by Hillsong- I have mentioned this song in a couple previous blog posts here and here.  You can listen to the song here.

And I will call upon Your name.  And keep my eyes above the waves.  When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace.  For I am Yours, and You are mine.

 

“Sovereign Over Us” by Michael W. Smith- Listen to it here.

There is strength within the sorrow.  There is beauty in our tears.  And you meet us in our mourning with a love that casts out fear.  You are working in our waiting.  You’re sanctifying us when beyond our understanding, You’re teaching us to trust.  Your plans are still to prosper.  You have not forgotten us.  You’re with us in the fire and the flood.  You’re faithful forever, perfect in love.  You are sovereign over us.

 

“10,000 Reasons” by Matt Redman- Listen to it here.

The sun comes up, it’s a new day dawning.  It’s time to sing Your song again.  Whatever may pass and whatever lies before me, let me be singing when the evening comes.

 

“Not For A Moment (After All)” by Meredith Andrews- Really love every single lyric in this whole song.  If you are hurting, please take a moment to listen to this one!  Find it here.

And every step, every breath, you are there.  Every tear, every cry, every prayer.  In my hurt, at my worst, when my world falls down.  Not for a moment, will You forsake me.  Even in the dark, even when it’s hard, You will never leave me.  

 

“Beautiful Things” by Gungor- Listen to it here.

All around, hope is springing up from this old ground.  Out of chaos, life is being found, in You.  You make beautiful things.  You make beautiful things out of the dust.  You make beautiful things.  You make beautiful things out of us.

 

“My Lighthouse” by Rend Collective- This song was also a huge encouragement for our family when my husband was unemployed for four months.  It’s upbeat and fun; I dare you not to dance a little bit when you hear it!  The music video is pretty fun too!  Find it here.

In the silence, You won’t let go.  In my questions, Your truth will hold.  Your great love will lead me through.  You are the peace in my troubled sea.

 

Ok, I’m officially a big teary-eyed mess over here behind my computer screen.  If you know me well, that may not be too much of a surprise…I’m kind of a cryer.  And by kind of, I mean totally.  :) Each of these songs remind me how much God loves me.  How much He loves my sweet little figher, Mackenna.  They remind me that He has not, and never will abandon us.  He is near.  He is offering hope and peace and life.  He will do something beautiful with her story, our story.  My goodness, He is too good.  And I am forever grateful.

Your turn!  What songs are on your soundtrack?  I’m dying to hear!

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  • Peggy S

    Just had to says thanks for sharing your awesome song list. I knew there was gonna be a connection from the first one, “Blessings”. My husband is diabetic and has many other health issues , but we know God is in control and always faithful. I look forward to continuing to follow you on ‘ the joy before me’!!! You have blessed me and encouraged me.
    P.S. Check out Casting Crowns , ” Just be held” on their album THRIVE. It’s one of my new favorites. God Bless.ReplyCancel

    • staceysutkowski@msn.com

      Hi Peggy! Thanks so much for visiting the blog this week! God is so good…and I’m so glad I have His promises, and YOU have his promises to hang on to when things get hard. Praying for you and your husband today…that you’d both be able to rest in His amazing grace and faithfulness.
      P.S. I LOVE that song too! Great one…adding it to my list now! 😉ReplyCancel

I’ve been a big fan of Mark Schultz for a long time.  His songs tell beautiful stories.  One of his songs always makes me think of my Grandma Nelson who is in heaven now.  Another one always reminds me of a college roommate who played it over and over for me after she discovered it.  A couple of them symbolize different seasons of my marriage.  But when I heard this one, One Day, I knew instantly that it would always remind me of Mackenna.

The story he opens up with does not really match Mackenna’s story, but a few lines in he sings, “Still she keeps waiting, holding on to a promise of a cure that’s sure to come” and I melt.  Take a listen (and it’s really just a listen this time because I couldn’t find a music video for this song):

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Every single night, my sweet girl prays for a cure.  And the truth is, she’ll get it…one day.  I’m not sure if her cure will come this side of heaven, but I do know that one day, she will touch the Healer’s hand and there will be no more type 1 diabetes.  The Bible says that we should “…be prepared to give an answer to everyone who asks you to give the reason for the hope that you have.” (1 Peter 3:15)  This is it:

The lame will walk, the blind will see.
The prisoners will be set free.
And hope will rise, the shadows disappear.
And all that’s lost, we’ll find again.
Death will die and tears will end.
And we will come alive and truly live.

Selfishness.  Loneliness.  Fear.  Anxiety.  Hurt.  Pain.  Loss.  Sadness.  Disappointment.  Cancer.  Diabetes.  One day the Healer will wipe it all away.  I’m so thankful for the hope of heaven!  So thankful that Mackenna will not spend eternity with a pump attached to her!

Before I sign off, I have to share this other video with you.  This is Mark Schultz sharing the story behind the song…might want to grab a tissue before you hit the play button.

Beautiful graphics courtesy of We Lived Happily Ever After (http://www.welivedhappilyeverafter.com/2015/04/gold-leaf-digital-graphic-freebies.html)

The first time I heard this song was about a month after our world was flipped upside down by our four-year-old’s diagnosis of type 1 diabetes.

Things had started to settle down a little.  We were still doing all the finger pokes, but she wasn’t kicking and screaming through them anymore.  We were still administering insulin through injections at least four times every day, but we didn’t need an extra adult to hold her down anymore.  We were still measuring, weighing, counting every gram of carbohydrates she consumed, but we were getting faster at it.  It felt like we had overcome the hardest part.  It was still hard, still is today, but we were at a point where we could remember how much harder it used to be, just a few weeks earlier.  We could see how quickly our new normal was settling in and around us.

This song describes exactly how I felt.  Exactly.  And if you’ve ever overcome the odds, fought the fight, conquered the fear, then I think you’ll love it as much as I do.  Take a listen:

I just have to repeat some (ok, most) of the lyrics because they just so perfectly describe where we are today:

Standing on this mountain top
Looking just how far we’ve come
Knowing that for every step 
You were with us
Kneeling on this battleground
Seeing just how much You’ve done
Knowing every victory
Was Your power in us
Scars and struggles on the way
But with joy our hearts can say
Yes, our hearts can say
Never once did we ever walk alone
Never once did You leave us on our own
You are faithful, God, You are faithful

It’s so true!  Every step, He is with us.  Every victory…every anxiety-free injection, every night of safe and steady blood glucose numbers…EVERY victory is His power in us.  Struggles along the way?  Too many to list.  But with JOY, my heart can say that He never left us.  He was there when I heard the doctor say, “Mackenna has type 1 diabetes.”  He was there that first night in the hospital, holding me as I cried, letting me know I was not alone.  He is there, every time my alarm wakes me up at 1 am, 2 am, 3 am… Never once did He leave us alone.  Never once will He leave us alone.  He is faithful.  So so faithful.

One other little gem that I love comes toward the end of the song.  Matt sings:

Every step we are breathing in Your grace
Evermore we’ll be breathing out Your praise

I love a good strategy.  And this one is perfect.  Breathe in His grace…then breathe out His praise.

Tough morning with the kiddos?  Breathe deep His grace…and when there’s a moment of calm in your chaotic morning, breathe out the praise He deserves.

Strained relationship?  Breathe deep His grace…and when there’s a surprisingly pleasant interaction, breathe out His praise.

“For the Lord your God is with you.  He is mighty to save.”  (Zephaniah 3:17)

Never Once

I hope you’re enjoying song week on the blog!  If you’re just stopping by for the first time this week, make sure you hop over to see the other songs I’ve shared here and here.