Anniversary of Sorts

April 1, 1979 was the day I was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes.  40 years.  Most of the time I don't think about it, but today I did.  The lab techs stopped the test before the end because it was an obvious diagnosis.  Even with a blood sugar of 800+ I had the presence of mind to ask that I not be charged for the entire test.  Driving home I thought that I don't know anything about diabetes except that I needed to limit sugar.  I also thought that ignorance is bliss so I stopped at Grandma Sally's Breakfast House and ordered waffles and a milk shake.  Then I went home and packed a bag for a week's stay at the hospital.