by Reed | Jan 31, 1963 | Gratitude, Medical Professionals
In 1920-1921, a Toronto laboratory dog’s pancreas was removed; a hormone from the displaced organ was isolated and then injected back into the dog. The results were amazing … the symptoms of the dog’s diabetes disappeared within days of injections. This hormone was...
by Reed | Jan 9, 1963 | Gratitude, Medical Professionals
My diagnosis was similar to most. I had been sluggish for weeks, lost weight, and frequently visited the bathroom. My Mother called our pediatric family practice. A young, recent medical school graduate had become part of the practice. His name was Jack Burr. Dr. Burr...
by Reed | Jun 28, 1961 | Friends & Family, Gratitude
My one sibling, Jennifer, is two years younger than me and was 18 months old when I was diagnosed. Growing up, we were a tight family and did things together. So it’s fair to say that she also lived with my diabetes. This included observing my morning insulin...
by Reed | Sep 27, 1932 | Friends & Family, Gratitude
Reflecting on the first 20 years of my diabetes, I sometimes wonder how I made it. Much of the credit goes to my Mother. In many ways, she lived diabetes with me. There’s not much a three-year-old can do to manage diabetes. So, that’s where my Mother stepped in. She...
by Reed | Jun 18, 1932 | Friends & Family, Gratitude
Both my Mom and Dad were there for me as I grew up living with diabetes. This was the 1960s and 70s, and my Mom mostly stayed home with my sister and me while my Father worked. My Dad’s work didn’t require much travel, so he was there for us every day. He...
