"My feet! Something that eventually goes away from the diabetics in my family..."
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My father was a type 1 diabetic and my youngest brother a Juvenile onset. Both lost a leg and part of the other foot and then their lives (Father in 1994 at age 68, brother in 2009 at age 44). So, I've been fearing the words my family doctor hit me with on 7 May 2004: "You are a diabetic".
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