I’ve written out my (mostly) full diagnosis story here but I knew that this was the picture I needed to share for today.
I was admitted to the hospital in DKA at diagnosis in the middle of planning a birthday trip to Vegas with my friends. Perhaps not knowing what he was advising, the doctor said I could either have diabetes at home or have diabetes on a trip with my friends. Eight days after diagnosis and four days after being released from the hospital, our trip began.
When I look at this picture I see how gaunt that I still looked. I know what size those pants were, and I see how much they were still hanging off me and how they probably would not stay up without that belt.
Ten and a half years ago, taking this picture in front of Caesar’s Palace, I had no family in Vegas and had no idea what the future had in store for me.