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Type 1 Diabetes-Personal Narrative Analysis
When I was five years old, I began to notice that things were not quite right with my body. I was getting sick a lot, and always found myself going to the bathroom. In addition to that, and something that also supplemented the bathroom situation, was that I was always thirsty and in need of a drink. After a while my mother decided to take me to the doctor’s office, where they did some blood testing to hopefully determine what was wrong with me. The results came back, and they said that I had Type 1 Diabetes. The immediately took me to the hospital, Childrens Hospital of Pittsburgh, where I was hooked up to an IV and stayed in the emergency room for an entire week. What happened would be something that changed my life from that moment forward.

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