When we tell people about our son, we usually get something like 'oh that poor little boy' or something similar. 'Oh, that's terrible...will he grow out of it?'
Couple of things, from our point of view, number one being that he's a poor little boy. He's an otherwise healthy kid living with two loving parents in a country with above average T1 care and a great support cast to get him through this. His brother is his best friend, he is learning all about his body and how to live with the disease. Yeah, it sucks that he was diagnosed, but you deal with it and then face the road.
'Oh, I don't know how you do it, giving him needles all the time like that!'
Uh..yeah..it's pretty easy. We decided that we prefered children of the alive kind.