It's so hard. For me, my faith helps. I accept that there is so much in this world that is uncontrollable-includind diabetes. I trust that each day we are doing all we can to keep him healthy and alive, and I leave the rest up to God. I thought for sure last night I would be up checking Sam out of fear, but I wasn't. I said a prayer when I went to bed, peeked in on him once, reviewed the day in my head, and felt all was well. I've had to make myself realize that ANYTHING could happen to either of my children that is beyond my control. IDK if that makes sense.