My name is Cole and I am 6 years old. I was diagnosed with T1D on a Monday night. I got sick with flu-like symptoms early Monday morning. I got really sick really fast and my mom took me to an immediate care facility where they diagnosed me with diabetes. I got to ride in an ambulance to our local children's hospital but i was so sick i can't remember it. I spent 3 days at the hospital before i could come home. The first few months at home were hard. My fingers were poked all the time to test my blood sugar. I had to get shots every day. I didn't want them so I used to run and hide from them. I had bruises on my arms and legs from all the shots. My mom couldn't let me eat without measuring my food and counting all my carbs. My blood sugars were very hard to control, I had many highs and lows. Lows are the worst because they make me feel sick and shaky. Now that i am 6 i am used to all the shots and pokes. I can even test my blood sugar on my own with my mom's help. I go to school and I spend a lot of time with the school nurse. She tests my blood sugar 3 times during the school day and gives me my insulin for lunch. When i play with my friends they have to come to my house because my mom can't leave me with anyone who doesn't know how to take of my diabetes. Some day I hope there is no more diabetes. Some days I hate diabetes and wish I never had it. With diabetes when i get sick it takes me longer to get better and it makes my sugar high a lot. I hope some day there is a cure for type one diabetes. Every nigh at dinner I pray for there to be no more diabetes. Diabetes changes every thing. It is there every day in everything you do and you always have to be ready to deal with it. As i am getting older I am learning more and more about diabetes. When people offer me things to eat I ask them how many carbs it has and tell them that i have diabetes. I have two friends in my class with T1D and I know I am not alone. When I grow up I want to be a soccer player. Maybe by then the will be a cure for T1D.