From K-5 all the way to Senior Year… Oh how time really does fly by fast. 
For me, this picture has more significance than just a typical transformation. It portrays my life before Type 1 Diabetes, and my life after. Before, I was capable of doing anything, but nowadays it feels as if my capabilities are limited. In seven short months I will be walking across the stage and receiving my diploma. During these seven months I am going to prove to those telling me I can’t by showing them I can. This transformation goes to never giving up.
#transformationtuesday #t1d (at 12 years difference😳)

From K-5 all the way to Senior Year… Oh how time really does fly by fast.Β 
For me, this picture has more significance than just a typical transformation. It portrays my life before Type 1 Diabetes, and my life after. Before, I was capable of doing anything, but nowadays it feels as if my capabilities are limited. In seven short months I will be walking across the stage and receiving my diploma. During these seven months I am going to prove to those telling me I can’t by showing them I can. This transformation goes to never giving up.
#transformationtuesday #t1d (at 12 years difference😳)

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Today was my first band competition as drum major and my last competition ever. I’m shocked and amazed that I got an overall superior rating as drum major, but I knew my band had the potential in them to receive the overall superior ratings that they did. I’m so proud of them. β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘Œβ€οΈ #drummajor #bandcompetition #weresuperior #soundofsilver (at Overall Superiorβ˜ΊοΈπŸ‘Œβ€οΈ)

Today was my first band competition as drum major and my last competition ever. I’m shocked and amazed that I got an overall superior rating as drum major, but I knew my band had the potential in them to receive the overall superior ratings that they did. I’m so proud of them. β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘Œβ€οΈ #drummajor #bandcompetition #weresuperior #soundofsilver (at Overall Superiorβ˜ΊοΈπŸ‘Œβ€οΈ)

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I’m so proud to say that I am going to be an Aunt to this little grape around May 17th. Baby Malcott is currently 9 weeks and 2 days along and I can’t wait to hold him/her in my alarms for the first time, even if he/she decides to come early and make me an Aunt on my birthday. I will be the proudest Aunt around town. β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘ΆπŸ’—πŸ’™  (at You can call me AuntπŸ‘ΆπŸ’—πŸ’™)

I’m so proud to say that I am going to be an Aunt to this little grape around May 17th. Baby Malcott is currently 9 weeks and 2 days along and I can’t wait to hold him/her in my alarms for the first time, even if he/she decides to come early and make me an Aunt on my birthday. I will be the proudest Aunt around town. β˜ΊοΈπŸ‘ΆπŸ’—πŸ’™ (at You can call me AuntπŸ‘ΆπŸ’—πŸ’™)

@lukebryan was great with my favorite Aunt (@dhenson03 ) 😘. #farmtour #2014 #lukebryan (at Luke Bryan: Farm Tour😍😘❀️)

@lukebryan was great with my favorite Aunt (@dhenson03 ) 😘. #farmtour #2014 #lukebryan (at Luke Bryan: Farm Tour😍😘❀️)

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I love the Friday Night Lights with my girl, the student section was pretty rad too. We are 6-0 🏈❀️ #diabeticalertdog #t1d #drummajor  (at πŸ’™πŸ’› GATA TSA πŸ’›πŸ’™)

I love the Friday Night Lights with my girl, the student section was pretty rad too. We are 6-0 🏈❀️ #diabeticalertdog #t1d #drummajor (at πŸ’™πŸ’› GATA TSA πŸ’›πŸ’™)

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Five years ago today my life changed forever. I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. I went from being a happy go lucky 12-year old to a kid that had to grow up overnight. It wasn’t easy at all. I learned how to give myself four shots a day just so I would be able to survive this life threatening disease. I learned that I would have to prick my figure up to ten times a day. I thought taking care of myself would be easy, and it is for the most part, but nobody told me how hard it could get. For me those ten finger pricks turned into thirty. The four shots a day turned into a minimum of seven. The days I was supposed to hang out with friends or go to a party turned into lying in a hospital bed wishing it was all over with. Getting blood drawn from and IV port or vein turned into me asking for an arterial stick just to get things over with quicker. In March I met a puppy named Mocha and four months ago she came to live with me forever. My life changed again, but this time for the better. Mocha can detect when my glucose level is too high or too low. If she senses a change she will alert to me by a distinguished paw to my knee. However, she does more than that. Whenever I’m stressed, anxious, or even sad- just knowing I have my loyal companion by my side makes me feel better. Mocha is the reason I smile again; a smile I haven’t shown since about freshman year. The cheesy smile I have in this picture is because I’m so thankful to be alive and well. I’m finally free to be me and I am thankful to actually be able to enjoy my senior year. It’s been a hectic five years with a lot of ups and downs. So here’s to the next five years of my life, happy and healthy. 
#t1d #diaversary #diabeticalertdog  (at 5 years…. wow)

Five years ago today my life changed forever. I was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes. I went from being a happy go lucky 12-year old to a kid that had to grow up overnight. It wasn’t easy at all. I learned how to give myself four shots a day just so I would be able to survive this life threatening disease. I learned that I would have to prick my figure up to ten times a day. I thought taking care of myself would be easy, and it is for the most part, but nobody told me how hard it could get. For me those ten finger pricks turned into thirty. The four shots a day turned into a minimum of seven. The days I was supposed to hang out with friends or go to a party turned into lying in a hospital bed wishing it was all over with. Getting blood drawn from and IV port or vein turned into me asking for an arterial stick just to get things over with quicker. In March I met a puppy named Mocha and four months ago she came to live with me forever. My life changed again, but this time for the better. Mocha can detect when my glucose level is too high or too low. If she senses a change she will alert to me by a distinguished paw to my knee. However, she does more than that. Whenever I’m stressed, anxious, or even sad- just knowing I have my loyal companion by my side makes me feel better. Mocha is the reason I smile again; a smile I haven’t shown since about freshman year. The cheesy smile I have in this picture is because I’m so thankful to be alive and well. I’m finally free to be me and I am thankful to actually be able to enjoy my senior year. It’s been a hectic five years with a lot of ups and downs. So here’s to the next five years of my life, happy and healthy.
#t1d #diaversary #diabeticalertdog (at 5 years…. wow)

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Went to the Haunted Barn on Saturday with this kid and met some pretty cool people, who just so happened to photobomb this picture as well. It was a pretty fun night with some pretty cool people. πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘Œ #hauntedbarn #happybirthdaytori πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ‘πŸ‘ (at Perry Haunted Barn)

Went to the Haunted Barn on Saturday with this kid and met some pretty cool people, who just so happened to photobomb this picture as well. It was a pretty fun night with some pretty cool people. πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘Œ #hauntedbarn #happybirthdaytori πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ‘πŸ‘ (at Perry Haunted Barn)

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