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My name is Kylli and I live in Alaska. I was diagnosed when I was 5 1/2. At first my mom and dad thought I was so thirsty and tired because I had jet lag. I was on the airplane a really long time coming back to Alaska from the West Indies. But two days later my tummy hurt and my mom said I was breathing funny. I spent about a week in the PICU. I had DKA so I don't remember much from the first two days. I'm 8 now and in 3rd grade. I don't remember what is was like to not be Type 1. I have done my own finger pokes and shots for a long time. I started on my pump a couple of months ago. I really like that I can sleep in on weekends now. My mom or dad poke my finger and check my BG in the middle of the night. Sometimes I wake up because it hurts.
Everyone in my family plays ice hockey, even my mom tries. I play ice hockey in the winter and play baseball in the spring. I want to learn how to snowboard too. I like to play outside with my dog and jump on my trampoline.
I have two older brothers. They learned how to take care of me when I first got diabetes. I think they get more tired of counting my carbs and figuring out my insulin than I do. No one else in my family (brothers, parents, cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles) has Type 1. Just me.
I want to be an artist when I grow up. I love to paint and draw. I make bead bracelets for my mom and her friends.
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Published September 26, 2007
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