I will always remember DS's diagnosis date in relative terms. It was two days before Thanksgiving. So today is in my mind the day we were born into the world of T1D. The call came. We scooped him up. Hospital number 1. A special ambulance. Hospital #2. Tubes. Tests. Ivs. Tests. Injections. Tests. Less tubes. Real food. Basic training. They threw us out of the hospital on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Fast forward two years. This was our trace from last night. No alarms. Nice and steady. 8 hours of sleep. 2 years ago life was upended. Today I have that interloper Mr T1D by the back of the neck and I will not let him do any further harm to my child. So to all of you newly diagnosed parents out there, you can do this. Thanks everyone for posting questions and answers to these boards. Drip drip drip. I learned tons here.