One year ago and then today. In the Type 1 Diabetes world, they call today Atticus's diaversary. The day he was diagnosed with T1D. It was easily the worst day of my entire life. So scary and so so overwhelming. I cried for days and couldn't image how in the world we'd be able to handle all of this. But God is faithful. He has gone before us every step of the way and given us the grace and strength each day we so desperately need. I can't thank everyone enough for all the prayers and support you all have given us. We have learned a whole new language including: bolus and basal and BG and CGM and PDM and DKA and extended bolus and temp basal and A1C and pod and lancet and cannula and glucagon...words that are a part of our daily life now. The most common question is "Atticus, what are you?" In other words, what is your blood sugar level right now. We have been so blessed to have insurance that allows Atticus to have an insulin pump and a continuous glucose monitor, or CGM. His CGM and pump stay on him 24/7. They are both waterproof and tubeless. Thanks to the pump, he doesn't have to give himself shots anymore. He can see his blood sugar 24/7 on his phone and his watch and we can too. We have alarms that will go off if he is too high or low. Ahhhh, that has brought sleep back to us again! No more waking all night to check him. Sorry for the long post...if you are still reading this...thank you for all you have done. We have gained more family from our wonderful, supportive School to our T1D Family and all of you. They still don't know what causes T1D. Type 1 is not caused from eating too much sugar, in fact they think it might be a virus that triggers it. And we have no family history of it either. We think Atticus has been fighting diabetes for a long time. We thought he had the flu and an ear infection. We took him in to the doctor for a prescription for the ear infection. At the last minute, we asked the doctor to check his sugars to make sure nothing else was going on. 5 years earlier he had been so sick and throwing up so much we ended up in the ER. His glucose was 40...critically low. Even then his pancreas wasn't working properly. I never expected them to come back and say his glucose was over 600. It should have been 100. They took him to Children's Hospital in an ambulance. All this to say, a simple urine check or a fingerprick can save a life. If in doubt, ask for one.