| My father was diabetic and constantly monitored my siblings for symptoms. I knew what they were and experienced all of them and more. And I stayed in denial until I was in serious condition.
I was in High School and knew every drinking fountain in the school as well as every washroom. I dropped 25 Kg. I slept through my classes.
The school nurse accused me of being drunk at school because she smelled alcohol on my breath(keto-halitosis).
I finally called the Dr. and said I had Diabetes and was resigned to facing my needle phobia. | 
