It was 28 years ago today that I was diagnosed as a Type 1 at 14 years old. I remember receiving my first shot of 70/30, 10 units, and it was the first night I had slept straight through in weeks. I was getting up to use the bathroom almost every hour before then.
It was a Friday and my endo came into his office both days of the weekend to give me insulin shots since they didn't have a CDE to teach me how to do my own until the following Monday. It is amazing how far caring for this disease has changed.
I started on Novolin 70/30 and a One Touch meter, the type that had the door you had to close and pray you don't move the meter lest you get an error and have to retest. Now, 28 years later, I'm on a T-slim, Dexcom G5 and use Humalog. I honestly never thought that my life would be this good after getting the diagnosis. My first lancing device was the guillotine which was quickly replaced. Shots were eventually replaced by a pump. Meters have come and gone, gotten smaller, and a heck of a lot faster. Insulin now can be giving right before a meal. Times have surely changed.
I can't wait to see what comes next (come on true Artificial Pancreas!). That is why I celebrate every year on my diagnosis date...because I'm still here.
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