Since I was sensible enough, my mother asked me to pay attention to my sister’s condition. When a certain time was reached, I could hear my mother’s voice asking my sister: “Have you measured your blood sugar? Have you eaten your snacks? If not, hurry up!” I liked to accompany my sister to measure her blood sugar. When her blood dropped on the test paper, after a few seconds we heard a sound then the number came out. I looked at my sister’s little wound on her finger, and I asked her, “Does it hurt?” She answered, “It hurt at the beginning, but it doesn’t after I got used to it later on!” I always felt that my sister was so brave because it would be painful to be pricked with a needle.
Diabetes is troublesome, and we need to calculate food calories every time before eating. Once at midnight, some screams awoke me. I saw my sister’s body trembled, and my parents were nervous and worried. My sister calmed down after restoring her blood sugar. I was really frightened at that time, and afterwards I realized that it was extremely low blood sugar and she needs to eat sweet food immediately.
After I grew up, I had a chance to participate an “IDDM” (diabetes) activity camp with my sister. Most people who were there suffered from diabetes. I saw them talk with each other happily, and exchanged their experiences with each other. They did not seem helpless and unhappy. I followed my sister and the leader of the camp and the medical group to learn related knowledge of diabetes and how to face diabetes that would accompany my sister throughout her life.
My sister is a junior high school student now. I hope experts in the medical field can research and develop more advanced medicine that is helpful to defeat diabetes in order to make diabetes patients live more freely and happily. I also hope everybody can treat patients indiscriminately because they are our beloved family. I love you and cheer up, sister!