My childhood in Be real don’t fear the truth

I grew up in a small town the home which my Mother lived her whole life. I have 2 brothers I being the only girl I was a tad spoiled. My brothers were my hero’s and protected me even during the times when they just wanted to hang out with their friends. There is an age difference 6 years with my eldest and 3 years with my other elder brother. We grew up a fairly normal life. Our grandfather lived with us until he passed at my age 12. I was devastated to go to a funeral and look at someone dead who every Sunday there would be ice cream after making a thanksgiving like dinner. He made so many little things so big.Something out of nothing.
6 months after his death I developed juvenile diabetes 1986 and although I was petrified of needles I was hospitalized and giving my own insulin injections within a few days. This happened in the summer and going back to school I was in fear. To have to go to a school nurse check my blood sugars and take insulin and 2 snacks to regulate my Sugars made it difficult . I had an incident where in my German class I had told my teacher my Blood Sugar was low. He said wait until you finish your test then you could go and check it. I don’t remember but our HS cheerleader found me on the floor passed out. This made me upset as I had a broken nose and in a hospital for something that could have been prevented. I quit High when I only had 1 year to go.