I was diagnosed at the age of 6. I was scratched by a dog and the wound just wouldn't heal. Along with weight loss and excessive thirst, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I still lived as a "normal" kid, climbing trees, bike riding, swimming, and playing ball, but I had to take daily shots to stay alive. I credit my mom who raised me as a single parent for her support and love that allowed me to be a kid, an adolescent, and an adult that lived normally with type 1 diabetes.