| My onset was fairly rapid after I had turned 15. I even rather knew it was probably diabetes because I had read The Great Brain books when I was younger and if anyone else here has read those, you likely remember the chapter about the young kid whose family steals the rocking horse from the family of the title character because they wanted to give their child who had been diagnosed with diabetes a last gift as the child's diagnosis was at a time when such a diagnosis was a death sentence.
Of course I knew such a diagnosis wasn't a death sentence, but I can't say I was looking forward to the whole idea of it, so until I got taken to the doctor and he made the diagnosis, I kind of kept in denial about it. |