We survived and thrived.
We shouted and forgave.
We laughed and sometimes we cried.
A year of learning that it’s OK not to be perfect.
A year of understanding that despite doing everything according to the plan,
Type 1 diabetes does not always play by the rules.
Increases in testosterone levels in the House of Testosterone
Mean there are now three males over 6 feet tall.
We took international trips and Type 1 diabetes did not spoil a thing.
Many cities were visited, carbs were guesstimated and new flavours were enjoyed.
Homework was done, after a fashion.
A new study was built to facilitate easier learning.
Yes, you may laugh!
Sport was regularly played through all the seasons,
With regular support and unwelcome reminders to check BGLs from the sidelines.
Rugby and football in winter were replaced by cricket, swimming at the beach and touch football in the summer.
We entered our third year helping our boy on his journey.
There’s an easy familiarity with the language around it.
There’s a realisation that control can be fragile
But there is nothing that has not been done.
Bring on 2016!