It's 3:30 in the morning. I haven't slept because I'm worried about my son (11).

I just need to talk at someone, I guess. My son is Type I diabetic and between Christmas and New Year's he ended up in the hospital with dka and nearly went into a coma. Last night before bed, he did his standard blood check and was very high, so he checked for ketones and they were large. I've been on the phone with the doctor on call a couple of times and following her orders, but his body is putting up some resistance to the insulin and his numbers are only coming down slowly.I have another hour until I check him again, so there's nothing to do but wait. I'm on my bed crying, feeling incredibly alone and scared. The hospital experience was traumatic for me to watch a month ago and the doctor said that if there's not enough progress, I'll likely have to take him in again. His dad and stepmom live close by and I'm so jealous they have each other to lean on.On top of this, my dad called earlier tonight and told me my uncle has gone into hospice care because the brain cancer that was discovered near Thanksgiving had not responded to treatment as well as they thought and he took a significant turn for the worse. So my aunt and cousins are in the terrible wait and I'm so sad for them.Basically, tonight sucks. via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2jdLmCK