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When I Was Diagnosed

This story is kind of short just because I was little when I was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes. It was March of 1995 (I was 7 years old) and I can remember getting really sick, & being really thirsty, & not being able to get over it. After a week my mom finally made an appointment with the doctor. By this time though my mom knew, she had looked up all the symptoms. I remember that they kept me in the hospital for a week & taught me all the ups and downs of diabetes.

My pediatrician a the time was amazing. They let me practice with the syringes on an orange first, but when the time came to actually inject myself for the first time…well any 7-year-old would freak out!  So my Doctor sat down next to me, rolled up his sleeve, & let me give him a shot of saline.  It was so great of him to do that.  Oh, I also remember waking up in the hospital early just so I could watch Power Rangers :).

I know it wasn’t easy growing up with diabetes, especially when it wasn’t as common as it is now.  But on the brighter side, diabetes is all I remember.  I don’t know what it’s like not to have to think about how many carbs I’m eating or how much insulin I’ll have to give for it.  As hard as it might be to believe, it actually makes living with diabetes easier.

My parents didn’t put a lot of pressure on me to keep my numbers down, they just made sure I checked it. When I got my first pump in middle school they actually put me in the newspaper and did an interview and everything. Our little town hadn’t ever seen anything like that before me.

I could write so much more about my diagnoses but because I was only 7 it’s really not pieced together well.  I remember this & I remember that, but it’s hard to make a full story on it. I hope this helps give the general gist of it though. 🙂


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