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Who knew my challenges were not entirely unique?

Maybe she's my long lost sister....her name is Kelly Moran, and all I know about her is what I read in an ad. But it was enough.


Adam handed me a "Flying" magazine on our way out to dinner tonight. He mentioned that my twin was featured....he rattled off the usual words ..."rocket scientist," "pilot," and "Type 1 Diabetes." WHOOOOAAAA....wait, you said Type 1 Diabetes?!?!?!?!?!

As soon as we got back from dinner I opened the magazine and read about a girl who was nearly the same as me. She has Diabetes, she is an Aerospace Engineer, she wanted to be a pilot almost all her life, she is struggling with the FAA's requirements on Type 1's. I couldn't believe it. To top it off, the picture had some very familiar mountains in the background; turns out she works in Tucson. This is weird. This is AWESOME.

The ad is actually promoting a new category of aircraft called Light Sport, which do not require a medical to fly. But it doesn't really matter. What does matter is there is someone else out there just like me: not willing to let Diabetes get in the way of her dreams. In fact, the write up explains that she is in the process of getting an FAA medical so that she can do aerobatics (hey, maybe I can give her some pointers ;-).

I love it when we can find holes and shove our dreams through them. We deserve to pilot planes, fly on some badass helicopters, and maybe someday fly into space. We don't take "no" for an answer and we work hard to prove we can do it, test kits, pumps, syringes, glucose tabs and all. Thank you Kelly, for being my RSAET1DS (that's the acronym for rocket-scientist-aerospace-engineer-Type-1-Diabetes-Sisstaaaaa, in case you didn't know, duh people!). Let's keep chasing those dreams!!

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  1. Now that I'm a little less behind on my blog-reading, I realize that the link I posted as a comment on your last post actually would have been apropos in response to this one...

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