When i was 8 years old, my stomach was killing me, my mother thought it was my appendix so we went to the hospital. after being there almost all night, the doctor finally came in with a sugar machine and insulin. My mom kept saying "you must have the wrong person, i'm here because my daughter has an appendix". As the doctor kept talking he explain that i had diabetes, my first question was, i am going to die? as i grew older i learned what diabetes could do, as my grandfather had passed away. i went a couple of times at the hospital, i get sick easily. i'm just 14 years old and i find it harder than ever watching kids eat sugar while i get to hear, no sweetie you can't eat sugar. all i want is to be better, not have to worry about waking up the next morning, i honestly want to find a cure and i'm 100% sure everyone living with diabetes wants to find one to. January 14-15 2008 was the year my life had change forever. I'm a teenager, i'm not always home to take my insulin on time and I'm scared to bring my insulin with me because i always fear people thinking i'm taking drugs. I am a fighter, but i won't fight for ever. we all need to find a cure for diabetes. my sugar are always up :/and I'm trying to get the pump but i'm not good to keep my sugar on a good level, i don't wake up at a normal time, and i always take my insulin later than i should and when my sugars are high i get mad and all grumpy .but without my mother, i couldn't of been here today, she is the one keeping me alive and forcing me to get better witch is my goal <3

Pascale Huneault
Ottawa, Canada