I’ve blogged about Tom’s terrifying diagnosis before but as it happened shortly before Christmas, the memory of it always comes back to me whenever it’s shortly before Christmas. As I write this, it’s shortly before Christmas 2016, which means it’s sixteen years since it happened. So that’s 16 years since Type 1 diabetes became an…

It’s summer so the patio doors are open. I’m pottering away in the kitchen when I hear a weird splashing noise from the back garden. Tom recently got back from staying the night with a friend. As he slouched through the front door he looked thoroughly knackered and complained that he wasn’t feeling very well.…

Tweet For this blog, I need sound effects. There will be times when I reveal a piece of information so mind-blowing that it needs to be followed by a melodramatic three-chord riff – starting right away. Very recently, we dropped our older son Joe off to start his first term at university. DA-DA-DAAAHH!!! OK, maybe…

Tweet Share Sometimes people say the stupidest things when they’re trying to be helpful. If you tell people that both of your children have Type 1 diabetes, it’s not uncommon for them to try and make you feel better by saying something like, ‘Oh well, it could have been worse – they could have got…

Tweet Share OK, so I’ve broken my hip. Went out for an early morning run in spite of the fact it was snowing, slipped on a patch of slush, and slammed down hard onto the icy pavement. So hard in fact, that I’ve given my upper femur the kind of fracture that people my age…