Scan
scanning the past
I recall little snippets of my life before the new found madness that is:
- Alone on the pre-school playground where my mom used to work.
- Playdough heaven.
- Brownie friendships.
- Chocolate kisses from my Grandmother during my bout with chickenpox.
- Always hating milk in my cereal.
My symptoms were the typical unquenchable thirst, frequent bathroom parties and constant napping during first grade.
I have blips of the day the Pediatrician told my parents. My mom crying, my dad asking questions. I sat quietly; starring, wondering and definitely not understanding.
Diagnosis: Type 1 Diabetes on May 15th, 1985.
Soon enough I was shooting up oranges and preparing to pierce my precious young skin. My very first shot was in my right thigh. I begged my sister to turn away (she didn’t, she still owes me) as I hesitated for what seemed like eons. I finally took the plunge, all so I could join in the neighborhood sleepovers. Ah, I miss my youth.
Flash forward a couple decades later. Um, do you mind if I flash back just for bit, fix a couple things, don’t do a lot of things….no? (sigh) Alrighty then. Back to it.
For 22 years support in dealing with my Type 1 Diabetes eluded me. I knew others amongst the Dtribe existed. I just simply did not seek them out.
In October of 2007 I starting searching online for support. The interwebs were finally at my fingertips and they sure enjoyed the initial journey. They are a bit worn out but that’s mainly due to the gagillion blood tests I’ve done through the years.
I was a Dlurker for many months then in April of 2008 I started my first blog, PUMPed UP. Click here to read that quick story. I promise, it’s quick.
I am glad I started blogging, then eventually tweeting. Both keep me away from some great Dcommunities but I lurk on those from time to time. There is just not enough time in the day.
Either way, after all these years I’m glad to have encountered and actually met some wonderful people who get what I go through. I would be lost without all of you.
