My life with diabetes is nothing special, I unintentionally tried to kill myself because I didn't care, I didn't test my blood sugar and did whatever I wanted. This went on for fifteen years, how I survived I don't know. A freak blood clot and a cycling team would save my life and teach me how to dream. In that time I also learned that I love diabetes, it makes me a better person and athlete.
Twenty-eight years is all well and good but today I found myself leaving Rhode Island Hospital yet again. This time I had the biggest smile on my face as Kate and I put "Coconut" in to the car to head home for the first time. I don't know how this all happened on the same day but it is amazing. I mean it has been a long few days but when our hospital room looked right at the building where I stayed for a week when I was diagnosed with diabetes I knew something special was happening. I could even see the basketball hoop that my brother and I played at as my parents probably sat inside crying as their sons diabetes diagnosis had changed their world.
Twenty-eight years later Kate I have had our world changed and are so in love with this amazing baby boy. With that said I'm not sure how often I will be sitting down to write but I will do my best. I have a good long post planned that will detail the entire week. Having a CGM and a pump was the best thing for childbirth.
Thank you in advance for all the well wishes, everyone is doing well.