My entire life I was helpless. I could stand there and watch as my dad got sicker but could never do anything about it. I could watch as he took pill after pill and shot after shot. I could watch him as he became frustrated, wondering what he did to ask for this. I could watch his face and personality change as his blood sugar dropped but could never do anything to help. I didn’t have the qualifications it took to help my dad and that is what I was determined to change.
Growing up with a dad who has type 1 diabetes (pancreas failure) isn’t easy. He can suddenly go from being perfectly normal to someone I can’t even recognize. When his blood sugar drops he becomes lethargic and lacks general reactions. He requires a pump attached to
Growing up with a dad who has type 1 diabetes (pancreas failure) isn’t easy. He can suddenly go from being perfectly normal to someone I can’t even recognize. When his blood sugar drops he becomes lethargic and lacks general reactions. He requires a pump attached to