13/11/2025
I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes in the 90s.
No CGMs. No looping. No apps. Just finger pricks, rigid routines, and a whole lot of guesswork.
I learned to carry jellybeans in my pencil case. To smile through hypos. To pretend I wasn’t scared.
Now I’m a Credentialled Diabetes Educator, a nurse, and a mum.
I’ve seen the tech evolve. I’ve seen the language shift. I’ve seen kids grow up with tools I never had—and still, I see the gaps.
I see families denied public care because they accessed private support. I see kids without backup insulin plans. I see adults who’ve lived decades without access to the tech that could change their lives—because they simply couldn’t afford it.
But I also see this:
💙 The child who learns to change their site with confidence.
💙 The teen who finally says, “I’m more than my numbers.”
💙 The parent who breathes easier because they have a plan.
💙 The adult who, after years of burnout, finally accesses a pump and feels freedom they didn’t know was possible.
Today, I honour the families, educators, and clinicians who show up with gentleness, clarity, and fierce love. You’re changing lives.
And I’m calling for more.
💥 Let’s stop punishing families for seeking support.
💥 Let’s demand public systems that welcome—not penalize—collaboration.
💥 Let’s centre emotional safety, not just clinical metrics.
💥 Let’s invest in preventative care—not wait for complications to justify support.
💥 Let’s fund life-saving tech like CGMs and pumps as essentials, not luxuries.
💥 Let’s stop making people prove they’re “sick enough” to deserve access.
If you’ve lived this—if you’ve fought for care, for clarity, for child’s safety or your own—I see you.
💬 Share your story.
📣 Tag someone who needs to hear this.
🧩 Let’s build a system that reflects the care we all deserve.
We’ve come a long way. But we’re not done yet.
