Poster Child or False Advertisement
While a majority of my posts pull at heartstrings, this one isn’t meant to at all. I find myself in tears writing these 95% of the time but this one I feel is more awkward than anything else. Why you may ask? Because no person, especially a self-conscious female, wants to draw attention to something they see as a flaw. So don’t take this next comment as me being cocky. It’s quite the opposite. When it comes to my last surgery, my life changing transplant, I’m kind of a miracle. I guess “kind of” is an understatement. It hit me while in Minnesota for my yearly checkup that no one expected me to have the life I do now. Long story short, I shouldn’t be insulin free. Given the surgery I had, they were able to harvest less than half of the normal amount of insulin producing cells to take from my pancreas and put into my liver. In majority of patients only half of those transplanted cells actually take and function. I should be on constant a pump therapy to maintain my diabete...