Every mother’s worst nightmare is losing her children. However, it usually seems like a distant fear that you see in movies but will never actually happen to YOU — until you’re watching your toddler take her final breath and the doctor delivers the surreal message, “I’m sorry but regrettably she did not survive.”
Such was the case for Sierra Greenlee, a heartbroken mother who watched her beautiful baby daughter go to heaven too soon due to an undiagnosed case of Type 1 Diabetes.
Still in shock by the painful chain of events that transpired on March 22, 2018, it’s grueling for Sierra to retell and relive her horror story. But the brave mama refuses to stay silent in hopes that the death of her daughter Arya will save the lives of others.
Thus far, Arya’s story has spared the precious lives of at least[ 13] children, and she’s begging you to read and share her message so that more kids can be diagnosed before it’s too late.
Type 1 Diabetes is often not tested for until children are of school age, so as a two-year-old, Arya’s case ran undetected. Know the signs so that your child does not suffer the same fate.
Read Sierra’s viral Facebook post in full below 😛 TAGEND
“Here it is, the month I have been dreading for 11 months now. So I would like to take this time to reshare a post that is very important and very close to my heart. I know most of you have read it but take a moment to share it again. Last day it helped save the lives of 13 children. Let’s make it more.
In the wee hours of March 22, 2018 it was like any other. I get off work and I headed to pick up my daughter. She had spent the last week with her father and I was ready for my snuggles. I was aroused to hear about her week and I was dreaming of the late morning breakfast and playtime we would have when we woke up.
When I got to the babysitter’s she had carried her to my car, my daughter was completely knocked out she had had a hard day. In an offhanded route, I asked if she was breathing, joking. Until I put my hand on her little chest and I felt no motion. In that moment I completely freaked out. I couldn’t finish a suppose. I knew I needed to get her back inside and start CPR. I was so mad and terrified. I was hollering at everyone who got in my style or tried to say something.
I ran her back inside and laid her down and started CPR on her little limp body. In my head I knew I needed to remain calm but I couldn’t, I was yelling at my babysitter and trying to think about doing chest compressions and breathing and freaking out the entire time.
Finally, after what seemed like an hour which in actuality was probably only 15 minutes EMS got there and took over. For the next hour while they tried desperately to “ve brought” back my baby I called my parents and her father, I paced, I cried, I prayed. At periods I felt like an foreigner watching this awful event unfold. I had always had these nightmares but it was never supposed to happen , not to me. It was the most surreal moments in my life.
After an hour of watching them pump my little girl’s chest and breathe for her, they loaded her up in the ambulance and we followed behind. As we drove to the hospital the worst guess flooded into my head. I thought of the fact that the last time I had seen my baby awake she was begging me not to go to work and I ran anyway. I was thinking about what it would mean for me if she was gone. I thought of what it would be like to plan my child’s funeral and all the things we would miss out on. I prayed to God that if only he would spare my baby I would do whatever he wanted.
When we got to the hospital they result me to the small room off of the waiting room and started asking me all of the questions they ask when you go to the hospital. I foolishly believed this is a good sign. They want to admit her. I was there for maybe 10 minutes before a doctor came in sa[ t] down beside me and said the words that would forever change my world, he said’ we did everything we could but regrettably we were unable to revive her and she did not survive.’
That one little sentence devastated my entire being. Everything I was was in that little girl. She was my absolute pride and joy. If you asked me how I was doing it would usually run something like I’m good, my daughter …. But in that moment I couldn’t feel anything it was like my heart had ceased to too. I was an empty shell. The shock was overwhelming.
When they took me to her little lifeless body laying on that big hospital bed I lost it. I wanted to hold her and lay with her. They let me. I held her as the hot slowly left her body and her scalp became cold to the touch. If I wasn’t holding her I was running my hands through her little hair. Singing her favorite song.
After about 30 minutes or so they came to me and told me they had run some tests and it seems she had had undiagnosed Type 1 Diabetes and her blood sugar level was in the 500 ’s. I could not see this information. How could my newborn have Diabetes? She had ran[ sic] to her wellness check up only the week before and they told me she was healthy. How could she have died from a disease that I know thousands of people manage?
For those of you who do not know an average person’s blood sugar should not be above 120 and my child’s was 5 times the healthy quantity. At 300 -4 00 you start to go comatose. My baby had slipped into a coma and her little body was unable to fight it’s[ sic] way out, and it gave out. There were no signs leading up to this it was unexpected. Diabetes does not run in either of our families and so we had no idea.
Later I found out that Diabetes is not something they test for in small children. They don’t typically test until they are school age and show signs. Unless of course it runs in the family.
The signs for Diabetes in toddlers are they drink a lot, peeing a lot and are tired. It are also welcome to seem very suddenly. These signs are easily missed and overlooked because most toddlers do these things. The test is a simple blood sugar test that you have to request at their wellness check-up.
So I beg you to ask your child’s physician to test for it. I beg you to become aware of the signs and symptoms of childhood Diabetes. I beg you to share this post and story with everyone because no parent should ever have to hear the words ‘I’m sorry but unfortunately she did not survive.’
The last time I shared this I got alot of questions that I are intended to clear up. No she did not get shots at her wellness check-up. So please do not use my daughter’s story as an anti-vaxing platform. Also yes, some people have had higher blood sugar and have lived. Not every disease affects every person the same. So please do not tell me that I am lying or that I’m utilizing my daughter’s story to get attention. Because that is exactly what I am doing, getting attention for childhood diabetes.
** This post originally appeared on Sierra Greenlee’s Facebook page.