November is Diabetes Awareness Month.
Both of my sons have T1 diabetes.
I don’t need a special month to become aware.
I’m painfully aware of diabetes every single day of my life.
I vowed, on that first day, even though I was terrified, that we would simply make the adjustments and carry on.
And we have.
It hasn’t been easy.
Some days have been awful.
Diabetes is like that.
On the bad days, we make the adjustments and carry on.
Because f**k you, diabetes.