You're 20 now. Counting carbohydrates and taking better care of yourself. You poke your fingers numerous times a day and you are learning so fast. I'm proud of you! We like to chat on a daily basis and our conversations are so hilarious. Not meant to be seen by others, but very funny nevertheless. We understand each other, don't we?
A couple of months ago, you asked me about my insulin pump. Not that you wanted one, no way. Just out of curiosity. So we met for the first time. And we met again, accompanied by another pump carrying diabetic. His pump is different from mine, so you had the chance to see both. I had the feeling you were no longer that opposed to the pump. I'm not trying to persuade you in any way. I don't have to, since lately, you told me you wanted a pump too.. Now it's up to you, to convince your care takers that you're doing well. You have to show them that you count your carbs, that you interact with the advise your glucometer gives you and that you inject your insulin. You're doing so well! I'm proud of you! I'm pretty sure that pump is waiting for you in the hospital cabinet. It's just a matter of time. Be patient. It will be yours.