I woke up and I was feeling a little bit out of sorts. Like my blood glucose was extremely high. I knew this because I had a bad case of cotton mouth and I was in and out of sleep. So when i actually realized that i had school, I checked my sugar; and of course it was in the 500s. I corrected with some insulin and packed myself two water bottles for the day. One for the school day and one for volleyball practice.

All day long I was extremely fatigued and didn't feel like myself at all. All of my teachers that day knew that I wasn't myself, I am usually the loudest person in class; always laughing. I just wanted to go home, I wanted to sleep. My APUSH teacher sent me to the nurse when he noticed me sitting there tired, and not myself. She wasn't there. So I went to my schools wellness center, its like the nurses office but with licensed people from the hospital. The nurse practitioner gave me some ginger ale- to help with my nausea I suppose. I didn't notice that this soda wasn't diet until after I had already finished it.

By then it was five minutes into volleyball practice, about 3:45; I was moving extremely slow and couldn't keep focus on the ball or what I was supposed to be doing at that point in time. I felt like I was outside of my body watching myself screw up every time the ball was spiked to me. I was messing up the team and making my coach very upset. When he called me out and asked me what was wrong I started crying and couldn't stop the tears, it was like a tsunami in my tear ducts, like the dam broke. I asked if I could just go home because I felt so terrible.

When I arrived at home, my Mom was already waiting for me and I found out that i had very dangerously high levels of key tones in my blood. I was so scared, I've been in the hospital so many times in the past two years for my Diabetes that I didn't want to go. But I was rushed to the hospital and had to sit there, feeling like crap and get admitted.

While in the hospital I was missing a ton of homework and I was all alone, I felt so lonely. That was until a few of my friends from volleyball came to see me before practice the next day and cheer me up. It was  really nice to know that no matter what i have good friends by my side to support me and cheer me up.

My last year of middle school I couldn't have seen myself at the school I am at now, I wouldn't have believed it. I probably would've laughed, but I'm extremely happy that I am because if I wasn't, I wouldn't have met such amazing, and caring people.