I used to say I am... so, now what? (Don't care, I'm happy!!)
Gosh.... Dunno even from where to start...!! (I am actually shaking!!) Sorry, this will be a bit long... 21 years..., 21 LOOOOOOOOOOOONG years, and yet.... it still feels like yesterday... 21 years ago (12yo then... year was 1996) I was diagnosed with diabetes type 1 (aka juvenile, insulin dependant, "the worst/bad kind" 😂); and I still remember very clearly everything before, during and after the diagnosis, from months of not knowing what was wrong, having finally a diagnosis - which by the way was given on December 18th -, how afraid I was to go for the first time in my life to the hospital of the IV - got out Dec. 24th - , and my mom ever so after that saying/asking: "you can't eat that", "have you taken you're glucose?", "have you eaten?", "have you put you're insulin?", "how did it get that low/high?"; some how one way or another... there wasn't a year I was hospital free... Then complication came.