Alright, so here's my story I guess... I was going through tech school for the Air Force and after being there for three days I get a phone call from my brother telling me that while I was in basic training my mom got diagnosed with lung cancer and it spread to her brain and pancreas, you know how they say trouble comes in threes? Well that would be number one. Then a couple days later a my friend that I was working charge of quarters with had noticed that I was drinking a lot of water, and by the end of our shift he we practically begging me to make a doctors appointment because he thought I was going to water intoxicate myself. So the next day I did, I didn't actually get to the doctor until about a week and half later, which by then I had all the symptoms. They sent me to a hospital in town where I was told I had Diabetes, and actually, they told me like I had already known or something... bad bedside manner. Anyways, so there I was in a hospital in a state where I had no family and my friends on base couldn't visit me because they couldn't leave base. So basically I just cried for the three and half days I was there. It's kind of hard to take it all in when you're sitting in a tiny room all alone. But, whatever, I got to go back to the squadron finally and it wasn't so bad then. Then I find out that I'm going to be discharged because you can't be in the military and be insulin dependent. So once again, I'm crushed because I had worked so hard to get that far and then I was just getting shoved out. But, it is the military and everything there takes time so I had to wait around while they processed everything. Two months of waiting later I get a call from the red cross that my mom had gotten worse and I had to come home, so they made a special exception for me and sent me home. I found out that they stopped chemo and my mom now has 3 - 6 mos. Oh wait... that's four things huh? I guess I'm just extra lucky. So here I am, back home working on base doing special details while I wait for everything with military to process.... Still working on accepting it all, and all I have to say is February was a hell of a month, I'm hoping that even though I'm busy I'll be able to find some comfort here, I'm still learning a lot because I didn't learn anything useful about diabetes until I got home to civilian doctors so yea, but I think I'm getting it... Anyways, sorry it's all so negative, I'm actually generally a very positive person. It's just hard when you've been dealt such a hand.