Diabetes: The Transition Of My Father

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When I was twelve I was diagnosed with diabetes, the transition was made easy from the support of my father and the rest of my family. That is until my teenaged years rose and brought up denial of my sickness. I had become irresponsible and was warned many times that my actions would backfire on me. One day, it had; I was hospitalized for 1 week in the intensive care unit and when I had woken up I looked to the right and saw a tear rolling down the face of my dad. My father was always the strong male figure that when he was faced with conflict would treat it with assertiveness and sometimes aggression, so I had never seen this side of him. When I was finally released from the hospital my father and I had a talk on the way home that changed
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