My diaversaries... January 1977 & August 30, 2004

It's funny... my parents don't remember the exact date I was diagnosed back in "late January" 1977.   I was two, and was in the hospital for three weeks.  


My oldest daughter was diagnosed on August 30, 2004 - a date I won't forget - I woke up with her in the hospital on the 31st which was my 30th birthday.

77 rings a bell for me too.  here's to 36 years and and a hundred more.

I was diagnosed sometime in Sept. 1977, my mom doesn't know the date either.

Guess it was a good vintage for cool diabetics. =)

:-) i have never been accused of being cool.