Hello everyone! My name is Serena and my son was just diagnosed with T1D. So here we are 10 days after our diagnosis, still living, still breathing. I still laugh a bit at the thought of his symptoms making me think..."My son doesn't have Diabetes." Proved me wrong. I thank God that I work in the medical field and was able to see the signs early on. To be honest it all felt like a bad dream in the beginning but it is slowly starting to sink in and make sense. Meals are becoming easier to navigate as well as snacks. I still cry randomly. Grocery shopping will bring me to tears, the thought of Halloween, Birthday parties, the site of his bruised and poked fingers.....I assume it gets easier with time.This disease can suck one.