There I was sitting in the doctor’s office holding onto that last piece of hope hidden deep down within my heart. Little did I know things were about to change for the rest of my life. As the doctor knocked on the door, my heart pounded each time. “Thump, thump, thump.” He walked in with a forceful smile that even I could tell as an eight year old that it was fake. I stared at his lips moving ever so slowly and just hearing gibberish coming from them. He looked down at his shoes and my mom started to sob. I sat there in confusion and tried to laugh it off like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal; I was diagnosed with type one diabetes.
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My friend was of course sitting by me and we just sat and talked and she would have me play with her hair. As lunch time arrived we did the usual with testing our blood and doing shots after everyone had ate. Being a diabetic myself I don’t usually pay much attention to what’s going on around then, but today was different. As the nurse came over to my little friend she asked her if she wanted to draw up the insulin. Being a new diabetic she was nervous but agreed feeling pressured into it. I sat there casually looking over at her making silly faces to make things not so scary. As I glanced over at one moment I saw the syringe go up to twenty units. But I didn’t think much of it, I figured oh she probably just getting the air bubbles out. I looked away at the other girls for a second and glanced back my friend when I saw her get her …show more content…
I was able to help them out and tell them everything they needed to know. I kept trying to be silly so that my friend wouldn’t have to be so scared. I started to tear at the thought that this would be the last time I would see her. As they rolled her away I realized the importance of being responsible of diabetes. Diabetes isn’t just some silly disease that you can just push away. It’s a serious and deadly disease. I have been able to turn my diabetes around, and this experience was the ladder I needed to help me get out of my deep hole. I was able to go back to my doctor’s appointment a couple of months later and had lowered my A1C. I have been taking so much better care of myself. Not only has that helped me feel better but it got rid of my diabetes depression. If I wouldn’t have learned the reasoning to my diabetes I would still be in that hole today, and gone through some of the consequences of not being