Todays is V’s Diaversary. Eight years ago, on May 22nd, she was diagnosed with T1D. She was eight years old. Today, 5/22/21, marks half of her lifetime lived with diabetes.
It’s almost hard to remember our life before T1D. And every photos of May 2013 preceding the diagnosis is clearly marked in my head as “before”.
Celiac diagnosis technicality didn’t come till August. But they told us at the hospital that most likely V had it. We never really formally acknowledge Celiac diagnosis day, but today it seems fitting to at least give it a nod. It certainly likes to complicate things.
Eight years of “after”… We’ve seen a lot. She’s had her share of frustration, burnout and pain. More is to come. But it doesn’t stop her or define her. Those who live with or around T1D know that “control” is a bullshit concept that does not exist and does not matter. What matters is learning how to live your life well, not despite, but with T1D.
While “before”‘is no longer an option, we will take and actively create as much of well-lived “after” as possible.
T1D and Gluten-Free 