32 years ago today I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. (damn I feel old) It is impossible to forget the anniversary of my diagnosis since it falls on Christmas eve. To be honest once the festivities begin, it usually slips to the back of my mind. But as the day approaches I can’t help but reflect over the past many years. How much has changed in my life since that day when I was a little girl. How many finger pricks I’ve done. How many injections I’ve received. How many doctors I’ve seen. How many high and low blood sugars I’ve had. It’s all countless at this point.
I know one can, and I have so far, lived well with diabetes. But there are fears that remain. And although sometimes they rear their ugly heads, I focus on the positive. Which there is a lot of. I’m hoping to head into my 33rd year on a good note and that the new year will be a good one for me and everyone else that is affected by diabetes.
Happy Holidays to you and yours!