One reason I remain convinced that my husband and I are a match made in heaven is that my father-in-law and I were both diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes at the age of 32. Little Ricky grew up devinely trained by mom on how to do the BG hover.
I got up the morning of our anniversary with a smile on my face and glimmer in my eye, expecting an especially sweet greeting from my beloved husband. “Sooooooo 28!” I said. He got a horrified look on his face and said “Hold on honey I’ll get the juice!” My instant confusion quickly changed to hesterical laughter. We embraced as I said “What a happy 28 years it has been since our wedding day!”
I certainly got my sweet greeting that day didn’t I? There are so many more since then, but few were as memorable. We are now at 33 years of marital bliss, and we have faced the 23 years of Type 1 diabetes together. There are no long term complications in either regard.