| I did it when I was only 15 (3 yrs before becoming diabetic). I was away at summer school. One day after getting back home, I was just sitting on my parents stairs when I realized, I WAS CHANGED & SOMETHING WAS MISSING. It was over a year before I really felt ok again - like my brain was all back together. And yes, I did it a few times, not just once.
The very last time I did it, it was not enjoyable at all. Just a frenectic unhappiness with where I was. Not happy to be doing anything & couldn't find a satisfying way to be. My friend and I never did it again.
Then with my cocaine curiousity . . . my heart about scared me to death, so I never did that again either.
In some ways, having diabetes has saved my life. I can't drink as much alcohol, and I have to take enough drugs to take care of my health, there is no way in ____ I am going to risk my life like I used to.
Smurf - you are young and tough NOW . . . I wish I could change your mind. Sending you the best . . .
__________________  Type 1 since 1979 (Age 18)
Pumping w/MM 522 since Feb '08
HbA1c 6.1 - April '08 & Nov. '08  | 
