We chose the name Elinor for strength and history. It belonged to queens and literary characters that loomed large. But, we called our daughter “Ellie,” a name as light and lovely as the little girl who would carry it. We brought her home full of joy, bleary-eyed from newborn nights,...
Something wasn’t right. It was a niggling, persistent doubt somewhat quieted by reasonable explanations for Ellie’s thirst and newly ultra-lean appearance. It was unseasonably warm in the fall of 2016, and 8 year old Ellie was playing outside until sunset, so it made sense that she was drinking lots of...
When Ellie was diagnosed with type one diabetes at age 8, it was harrowing and heartbreaking. Overwhelming. We knew next to nothing about type one diabetes. The bulk of our “knowledge” came from Steel Magnolias, a film that is heartwarming, gut wrenching, and hardly a good source of medical info...