I don't know what else to do, so I'm writing this. My brother Jon is sick again. He came into this world early, underweight. At a few weeks old, he stopped breathing. The doctors told my mom it could happen again, any time. She didn't sleep much that year. At 10, he started losing weight. The doctors didn't know why. At first they thought he had leukemia but discovered he had Type 1 diabetes. In the fifth grade, Jon was instructed by the nurses how to give himself the daily shots of insulin he'd need every day for the rest of his life. Read more >




