October 9, 2005. My diaversery.
12 years of finger pokes.
3 insulin pumps.
1 continuous glucose monitor.
Uncountable amounts of juice boxes drank, fruit snacks eaten, visits to the doctor, shots given, nights spent awake, nerves hit as I replace my pump or monitor, and frustration.
12 years ago I had no idea that a person could be so thankful for juice boxes and fruit snacks or good, deep pockets on my clothes. I had no idea the amount of frustration and pain that this diagnosis would bring. I also had no idea how many amazing people I would meet with the same disease. People that would inspire me, and encourage me to keep going press on. It isn't what I thought my life would look like, and I would not have picked it, but it has helped to shape me into who I am today, and, above all, I know that God loves me and has amazing plans for my life. Who am I to second guess him?
So, here's to another diabetic year. Another year that I have been blessed to be alive without any complications. Another year with my wonderful family by my side supporting me. Thank you all. I couldn't do it without you!
