Sometimes when you think you have found solutions to a situation you discover that you left something undone. So it is with me and the CPS. After the roller coaster ride seven years ago, and the fight after, I thought that I, and the “department” had reached an understanding. I was wrong.
My granddaughter is a type one diabetic. She’s also ten years old, and gets to watch her brothers eat Twinkies as she eats a carrot. Life is not fair for her. For the last two years she’s been on insulin set for a seven year old at around fifty pounds. She sees the doctor monthly, if not more, and up until recently everything was fine. Enter a growth spurt. Suddenly, we had twice as much little girl as we had previously. Combine that with the approach of puberty, and the insulin which had sustained