By Jamie – Age 14 | For seven years of my life, I grew up in foster care. I had to leave my mother's house because of the decision to stop being there for her children. At that time, it was just me, an eight year old girl, and my brother, and an eleven year old very autistic child. One day the police showed up at our house. They asked me many questions and then told us that I would stay at my aunt's house with her three children, and my brother in a house for his needs. I stayed with my aunt and cousins for a year and a half, until one day my aunt told me to put on some clothes. I thought I was going to spend some time with my other aunt and cousins, so I happily went and packed some clothes, but once I finished I went to the front room and my aunt told me and my cousins I was going for some hour . I did not know what that meant but, we all cried, and my ??? showed up. My ??? I was not told too much on our car trip there, but for most of the trip I cried. Once we got there, I was greeted by someone who would soon look up like my sister, and for more people would soon consider my family. I lived there for 2 ½ years. I wanted it to be my home forever, my family forever. But I discovered that my biological mom had another baby. He was only 5 months old and the state wanted us to be together forever. I moved with him and his host family. ??? he vomited, cried, complained, changed his diapers. I never thought I would have a little brother, but there it was right in front of my eyes. I thought it was for my foster placements but, I was wrong. Something did not work in that house and we were moved after a year and a half to stay there. Now, we were with our first white adoptive father. A single mother, with three cute but crazy kids. To say the least in that house, it did not work and, we left. On my last day of school, we were taken to our next foster home and, our last thank Jesus. Another white family with four children. One child in the eleventh grade, one girl, another girl in the seventh grade, and another boy in the fifth grade. And, of course, two parents, one mother and one father and two lovely black dogs. Those people showed me and my brother so much love and care even after our hearts were broken by so many people in so many different moments. I have never had a father figure in my life, so when I came to this I did not really know how it felt to have a father at all. December 31, 2014, we were adopted by these people. Being here for two years now, I have received a lot of love, and crazy rules and bases. I am blessed to have a place to finally call home
Do you like junk food? Tons of people do it – especially when we are kids, it's everywhere. And so getting addicted to sugar is easy. Do you hate healthy foods like vegetables and fruits? You're not alone.
Jamie, until a few years ago, ate nothing but junk food – all the time – chips, sodas, candy, anything he could find that had too much sugar, or was fried, or processed, or just bad for you . It was all he craved.
Even though her mother told her not to eat all that junk food, and tried to get her to eat better and healthier foods, she simply ignored her and continued to eat what she wanted.
And this continued for a few years, until Jamie began to have trouble hearing. He did not think much of it, but he got bad enough for his mom to take her to the hospital. After the nurse tested her blood sugar – which Jamie hated since she hated blood and needles – came back with bad news. Jamie had diabetes! It was a diagnosis that did not expect a disease she wanted. Her mom was worried, but Jamie was totally confused – she had to learn all about this fast, and, she had to take medicine – insulin – every day.
So, with a serious fear of needles and shots, Jamie discovered that he had to give himself the shots, and check and test his blood sugar levels on his own. It was terrifying, and people would look at her when she had to, and make her feel different and uncomfortable.
But the most difficult part of it was that she had to stop eating all junk food and sugar and start eating healthy foods. As a diabetic, she had to totally change her diet.
And he finally got used to his new diet and making healthier choices for eating and snacking. She even got used to the shots and is actually living a normal life – but she has to take care of herself a bit more carefully than most kids her age and control her diabetes. This is an important time to count and listen.
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