Since I was a child, my relatives had told me that, as my two grandmothers had diabetes, I would suffer from it also. So I grew up believing that this disease was inevitable and natural.
When I was a teenager, I began having the same symptoms of the disease as the grandmother I was living with, so I would regularly undergo all the required medical tests and follow a very strict diet.
I understood that I was part of the divine creation, and that meant that God was protecting and caring for me and for all.
