|Mary Anne's Diabetes
Author: Elizabeth8289 PM
Lately, Mary Anne was feeling thirsty all day in school and at the studios. Both her teacher and Jennifer got worried. When she got a headache, Cam was concerned, too. When Mary Anne got the news that changed her life, she was shocked. Will she make it through with the support from her family and friends? Find out later!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Mary Anne S. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 4,464 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 03-20-13 - Published: 09-05-12 - id: 8499170
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Later, I was not talking to Sharon when she was trying to talking to me. When Dad came home from work, I was glad about that. I think he got concerned on what was happening. Dad came and knocked on my door as he came in to be with me.
"Hi, hon," said Dad.
"Hi," I said.
"How did everything go?" asked Dad as he sat on the bed with me.
"I was at school when I noticed Sharon was in the lunchroom," I replied.
"What was she doing there?" asked Dad.
"She was probably helping other lunchpeople out, but I figured out why: to make sure I'm doing everything right like avoiding stuff that can put me in a coma. I'm not stupid to do that. I sat far away where she wouldn't see me because it would be embarrassing and I didn't want any kids to tease me," I said.
"I know," said Dad. "I don't blame you for that."
"Then, later on at the studios, she was there. I had just finished the tracks that we didn't get to complete the day I was drinking a lot of water when I noticed her. Glad I didn't notice her until the end because I needed to focus," I said.
"She was at both places instead of being at work?" asked Dad.
"Yes," I replied. "Cam says that could put her job in jeopardy."
"I agree with him," said Dad.
"When we were leaving, she asked us where would we were going. I didn't want her to be with us, so I just told her to mind her business," I said.
"I don't blame you," said Dad.
"She must have thought I was rude because she told Dawn all about it," I said. "I told her would she be tired of being guarded if she was diabetic?"
"That's right," said Dad.
"I do realize why she's like that. Remember when insulin was brown? She got mad at me for not noticing that. How am I supposed to know if I can't use it if it turns brown? I'm glad I told you so we can change it," I said. "Why can't she realize I didn't know that?"
"I know," said Dad.
"At least you didn't mad at me for that," I said.
"That's true," said Dad.
Dad went to Sharon, who must have heard us, and said, "You don't need to be with a fifteen-year-old at her school or at the studios. People makes mistakes. She just didn't know she wasn't supposed to use her insulin when it's brown, which is okay. Most diabetics might be like that when it's a new thing for them."
"Yes," said Sharon.
"No, and you don't need to watch over her either when she does everything. She needs to focus to do something," said Dad. "Be supportive instead. You could've told her that's okay to make mistakes."
I guess that made Sharon realized Dad was right mistakes happen because she talked to me amd decided to trust me again. Good. I was hoping for that.