I wonder what it was like to hope - and to actually get what you were hoping for, when you were wishing yourself from death by starvation to a semi-complicated existence... I wonder what it was like to be this boy - shown before insulin was used in humans and then after 3 months of treatment with this "miracle drug."
I wonder what it was like to be Banting and Best - realizing that they'd actually SAVED countless people from a torturous death. I can't imagine how thrilling and rewarding that must have been.
And I wonder if I am selfish or stupid to hope for a life less complicated when there are many people whose suffering is so much greater than my own. I wonder if these scientists will know that thrill that Banting and Best felt all those many years ago. I wonder if they'll someday realize that they have relieved the exhaustion, the frustration, the fear, and the physical toll that diabetes imparts on me and so many of my friends.
And I'm hoping - but only a little - and ever so cautiously. I'd like to say I'm trying not to think about it - but that would be a lie. I have clicked on that article link at least twenty five times in the past two days. I have googled the names of the scientists. I have searched for confirmation of their theory, for critiques of their work. I have searched for any information that might give me permission to hope - or permission to pass this off as just another false alarm.