Dear Type-1 Diabetes: It’s been 4 years, and I’ve now almost forgotten you

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Dear Type-1 Diabetes,

I know you probably won’t care, but I thought I’d tell you a little about what things have been like since I’ve learned to live without you.  It’s been a long 4 years since the start of our breakup, and almost 40 since you first came into my life.  I’m now starting to remember what things were like before I met you.

How Our Relationship Began

I was just 32 when I first met you.  You came on to me during a trip to San Francisco, when I was staying in Bakersfield.  At first you were just a slight thirst, but you quickly escalated into an almost insatiable need for more liquid.  The more I drank, the more I needed, and you suddenly began consuming my body.  I lost almost 15 pounds that first two weeks I knew you.  And I was skinny already.

I never really knew where you came from, and I still don’t know everything about you.  I was so sick with you at first that I ended up in the hospital, where they spent days figuring out that it was you.  But then you suddenly become a permanent part of my life.

The First Years

We quickly settled into a pattern.  I needed insulin for you in the morning, then with every meal during the day, and then once again at night.  No one really knew how much insulin was needed, but I quickly found out


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