It happened again. That feeling of hopelessness and dread. Cassie had been running high fevers. Her hacking cough progressed to pneumonia. She started showing large ketones and her blood sugars went through the roof. Two nights ago I was faced with a reading on her glucometer that simply displayed two symbols: H-I. That meant her blood sugar was dangerously high; her meter could not register a measurable result. It was HI at midnight, 1 am, 2 am and 3 am. It finally got down to 400 (normal is 100) near dawn.
I'm completely spent.
But then... something odd happened.
I got a sweet kiss on my cheek for no apparent reason after a little daddy daughter dinner tonight. A hug and a giggle passed between us. Then I swear I feel a cape drape around my shoulders and a big red "S" appear on my chest. I grow ten feet taller and sprout wings. Suddenly, I'm ready for much more.