
A Guandalini
The last blog I wrote was called, "Life Changing Events" and it got a lot of comments from a variety of different people. I really do appreciate the feedback I get from each of you. One of the reasons why I enjoy seeing your comments is it allows me to respond back to each of you and I think having the ability to interact and reach out to one another is key. Another reason why it is good to leave a comment is because other users, who are on this site, can see and respond back to your comments as well. This generates discussions and helps people share their feelings on different topics. This way, hopefully, little is overlooked when discussing an important or relevant issue to you.
One comment I received on my last blog, was from a mother of a young child with type 1. She gave a very detailed and personal account of the experience that her family went through as their daughter was becoming diabetic. This was a beautiful and very heartfelt response from a person who you can tell went through a lot. It especially hit home to me because I can remember how my mom and dad went through very similar things as I was getting diabetes.
What about you guys reading this? Who was there for you, if anybody, after you learned of your new life? What things do you remember the most about that time? How old were you? How did your closet friends or family respond? What kind of things changed in your life that really bothered you? Do you not like to recall the time when you got diabetes? Do you feel like you just keep reliving it every time you talk about it, or do you think it's healthy to share it with people?
Also, as one commenter put it, their doctor said "sorry" when telling them there daughter was now diabetic. Did your doctor apologize? Mine did. I don't have any bad feelings against my doctor or others doctors who say I'm sorry. I just don't understand why he was sorry? Do you?
What say you? Thanks for reading, participating, and caring. Your friend, -Andy.





