As you all know, the dx of T1 changes your whole life. My daughter was dx'd in Oct. 2009. I spent 6 weeks feeling like I was falling apart....so scared for her future, scared of her present, just plain scared! I think I read about 13 books trying to just learn everything I could. She was wonderful during that time. Then when I was finally gettting myself together (of course she never knew how I was falling apart) I watched her begin to process it all. Never having a tantrum or anything, I'd just find her quietly crying in her room or she'd write about it (and then I'd cry). In Jan, I noticed some meals she wouldn't eat any carbs as she was so sick of the shots. We could only use her stomach (which she hated) and arms. Her legs are too muscular as she tumbles. It was a daily heartbreak watching her struggle and wanting to be normal. I knew enough not to discount her feelings or act like I knew how she felt, but it was horrible being so helpless in this. She got an Omnipod in Feb. and man it has changed her! She is so happy not to be on shots and changing it every three days doesn't hurt her. That has at least made the su**y disease less instrusive and allows her to feel like her friends. I am thankful for that.