Our Story First off, I'll tell you that my brother was diagnosed at age 12, about 23 years ago? His diabetes was very difficult to manage, we now think he may have had Brittle diabetes. After being treated for years, they found that his pancreas was randomly secreting insulin, making it impossible to adequately manage his blood sugars. He never accepted the disease and was very angry, and with his sugars being so hard to control, I think he just gave up. He did not follow doctor's orders and would drink Mt Dew when he was low and give insulin when he was high. He went severely low on many occasions and each one of us in the family were in the position of trying to save his life on many occasions while he was having horrible, scary seizures. This poor management of his blood sugars took a toll on his body, causing bowel problems, vision problems and ultimately causing plaque to build up in his arteries. He was on high blood pressure medications. On Dec. 29th 2004, he passed away suddenly alone at home alone. Leaving his wife of only 1 and 1/2 years without a husband, his parents without a son, and my sister and I without our beloved brother. Autopsy showed that one of his arteries was 97% blocked and a few others were also quite blocked. Cause of death: Atherosclerosis. Five years later... my son(age 11)was becoming very thirsty. They was barely a moment of the day he wasn't drinking something and said if he wasn't drinking he would get a funny feeling in his stomach. I had in previous month's told him that he needed to drink more water because his urine was very dark and at first thought he was going overboard trying to keep his urine clear. One day he came home from school and took a 3-hour nap, which he never does. The next day he went to his Dad's for the weekend(Halloween weekend). He called me when his Dad picked him up from school and told me his vision had been blurry at school. He came home Sunday and told me had drank his Dad out of house and home. I had Gestational diabetes during my pregnancy with my daughter I had had just three month's prior, so I tested his blood sugar. My meter just read HI(which meant over 600 mg/dl). I wondered if all the candy he had eaten over Halloween could do that. Since he seemed fine, I sent him to bed and checked him again in the morning. It was at 450. I called the doc in the morning, telling them I think he has diabetes and they thought I was right. I went in for confirmation and they sent us to a Hospital 1 1/2 hours away since our small hospital doesn't handle juveniles with diabetes. I was devastated. I never thought after what we had been through with my brother, that I would ever have to deal with this ugly disease again. And after seeing all the scary seizures with my brother. I was terrified. My knowledge of the disease, however made the transition much easier and the technological advances have made caring for the disease much simpler. My son has much more freedom with what he can eat using the insulin carb/ratios versus the strict diets my brother was asked to follow. And the Omnipod insulin pump is the best thing ever! We are getting along well. The only good thing that came from my brothers passing is that my son knows what will happen to him if he doesn't care for his diabetes properly as he has seen firsthand the consequences. We miss my brother sooo much and if he were still here, maybe my son could have inspired him to take better care of himself. My son's first 3 month A1c was 6.7 and at 6 months was 6.0! I am so proud of him! He has taken all the lifestyle adjustments like a champ! He has a great attitude. We are battling some higher blood sugars lately though as he enters puberty but are working on getting them under control. As you all know, it is a constant battle. But we are going to beat this disease! Who knows? Maybe they'll find a cure in his lifetime!