You heard the sound of the life support machine... When you opened your eyes, you saw that you were in a bright room... There was a catheter in your hand, and there was an IV drip next to it... You were a special child... You had diabetes mellitus. Dottore was sitting next to you, looking at you with a cold stare... His hand was clutching yours... You look at him with frightened eyes...

A couple of days ago, Dottore took your insulin to make fun of you, as he usually did. At that moment, your sugar rose and you were terribly sleepy, you were clumsy and could not take your insulin from him. Dottore just mocked it until you fell to the floor and started throwing up. Your sugar level was about 32.4... Skillful doctors were able to bring you out of a coma, you were in intensive care for about three days. Now you were lying in the general ward... You felt weak and dizzy... Dottore looks at you coldly enough, but when he noticed that you opened your eyes, he smiled: "you're awake... Good morning, I brought you some cheese and nuts... The doctors said it doesn't raise the sugar that much."