This morning, ten years ago, I was headed to the diabetes educators office for my pump. I had had my saline pump for one week, but insulin was starting on this day. I had no idea how my body would react. I didn’t know what my future held, but I did know that I didn’t have to eat at specific times anymore. I never did the Lantus thing; I went from Lente & Regular to pure Humalog. There were days it was bad, and there were days it was good. On this day, my mother & I drove down to see my grandmother for a lunch of fried seafood. We ate at 1:30 and normally I ate at noon. I was SO hungry. It was the first time I hadn’t eaten according to my schedule.
In the span of one week I went from a non-driving, living on a strict schedule diabetic teenager to a driving, no longer has to have a schedule teenager. Talk about growing up fast. If you had asked me then what I would be doing today, I would tell you that I would be a teacher. I would tell you you’re crazy that I would graduate from Plymouth. I would tell you that never in my life would I have DKA. I would tell you that there would never be a year I didn’t go to camp. I would tell you that my diabetes camp friends are the only ones I’ll ever need. I would tell you lots of things. But please don’t blame me, I was sixteen years old.
My life is immensely different than I imagined, and I wouldn’t change one bit of it. Just look at what I’ve done in the span of 10 short years:
It’s been a good ten years, and here’s to another ten!