Hi my name is Alexander John Rider and this is my story about how my most recent stay in hospital brought me love. How about we start at the beginning with how I ended up in this mess.
It was two years ago when I moved to live with the Pleasures in California and things started out perfectly. One year down the track I discovered a thirst that I found impossible to quench, the constant feeling of dehydration. Six months after that it got worse and the next thing I know I'm waking up in the hospital.
I was sixteen and a half and I still remember that day like it was yesterday. Its had been sunny that day on the 30th of June during the summer holidays. I had been playing soccer with my mates Sam and Josh. I had had to stop playing for a moment to catch my breath. I now know why I was experiencing these symptoms of dehydration, fatigue, inability to sleep and lack of concentration.
I remember bringing the bottle of water up to take a drink but never taking it.
I remember the shouts of Sam and Josh as I fell.
I don't remember ever hitting the ground or my friends trying to wake me.
I don't remember the ambulance arriving or the fact I tried to sit up when the paramedics came to me.
I will never forget the day my life changed for the worst.
I will never forget the day I got diagnosed as a type one, insulin dependent diabetic.
This story is going to be loosely based off my own journey over ther past 12 years of being a type one diabetic. I understand that that is not the same for everyone so please dont go against what i am writing. This is something that i am doing to help myself have a better understanding and control over this myself. I am from New Zealand so what i have been taught about diabetes could be different in the way of terminology.
thanks kitty xx