Rare for me : serious moment. I read a post from a parent whose diabetic daughter bottomed out while sleeping and they were unable to bring her out of it and she died. My heart hurts. How can I worry without worrying ? I am NOT a worrier. But, it is there, in the corner of my heart. Like some kind of diabetic worm, wiggling around and trying to turn me into somone that that I am not. This is hard. REally hard. After 5 years of shots and tears and counting carbs...it just sometimes is not fair. :(
Posted on: Fri, 09 Aug 2013 16:48:48 +0000
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