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Apparently it's diabetes blog week? I could say a lot about type 1 diabetes, but I won't. I've lived 4/5 of my life with it - 20 out of the last 25 years. I know no other life. This IS my life. I really couldn't tell you if I would be different or the same without it. I have another 70 years of diabetes ahead of me, so dwelling on the "what ifs" really wouldn't get me anywhere anyway. So, instead, here is my life in pictures. If you want to donate to help find a cure for type 1 diabetes, or want to volunteer in a way, consider visiting http://www.jdrf.org . ![]() Every day, I poke finger and make myself bleed. It feels a little like this (yes, that's real blood... and thanks to Greg for the photo idea!): ![]() Every other day, I stab myself and shove a tube in my stomach. It's attached to an insulin pump. Instead of giving myself multiple injections every day, I wear the tube which continuously infuses insulin into my body (similar to how a working pancreas does it). It looks like this: ![]() If anyone ever came out with a poster looking like this, I would be the first to buy it: ![]() Without living with diabetes, you will never truly understand what it's like. I don't live a bad life and my childhood didn't suck horribley. But I did miss out on a lot. At the age of 5, I was responsible for my own life. I can't "forget" I'm a diabetic. I will never be rid of diabetes. Whether through pumping or through injections, insulin will always be my lifeline. Without it, I will die. In every way, except one, I am just like you... I wear my pancreas on the outside. | ||||||||||||||
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