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  • It was a hot and sunny day. We had been living far away from home for two years and starting to settle in. The boys were relaxed and happy. When littlest brother looked up at me pale, with a sweaty brow. He said he didn't feel well. Looking faint, biggest brother scooped him up into his arms. Instinctively I ran ahead to the nearest ice cream stand and bought him a cone. The drop that landed on my wallet left a stain like a reminder.

    Two months later we got the diagnosis. Diabete mellito di typo 1.
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