For all that I feel diabetes has taken from me, it also has opened my eyes. I see that I don't battle this disease alone. I see that I have been blessed with the kind of friends few people have. Here is someone I'm not even related to, a friend I made during a summer job, offering to risk his life to make mine better. Michael hardly sees it that way.
Family is family.
So we will start again. More testing, more waiting, more hoping. But I welcome them all. All I need is the slightest reason to fight. Nov. 4 Michael calls from Minnesota.