My earliest memory
Tuesday, January 13, 2015Hi everyone 💕
I missed out yesterday because I didn't really think that you would want to know what was in my fridge.
My earliest memory was:
I was 2 and it was near Christmas and I went into my mum and dads room. My mum worked night shifts and it was just my dad, I think I told him I didn't feel well and he told I was breathing weirdly. He rang my mum (she is a nurse) and she told him to take me into hospital. I was so unwell my dad had to carry me in. I stayed hospital, and I remember lots of my mums friends came to see me and one of them brought me a little grey elephant that I still have. I got diagnosed with type 1 diabetes and it has now been 11 years and I am going to have it for the rest of my life. When I was better I went to this huge room full of toys and played with them. I came out on Boxing Day.
Just remember there are people worse off than what you are living with.
Thank you so much and I hope this was interesting for you. 💗
Lucy xx
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