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I was 11 years old when my life changed. The constant thirst, the fatigue that wouldn't quit, the feeling that something inside me was just wrong. When the diagnosis came back as type 1 diabetes, I had absolutely no clue what it was or what to do with it. I knew my sister had it, but she was four years older than me and I couldn’t care less about something she had; I was an ignorant pre-adolescent.
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