Why Disneyland doesn't get old. We were hanging out with some friends in Fantasyland right across from King Arthur's Carousel when this woman pops her head out of this small door. The lady keeps making motions, as if to get our attention, so I send P and her friend over. I arrive just in time to see a room full of princess costumes. The only person inside is this lady carrying a wand. She explained she is a Fairy Godmother in training and she needs to practice her magic. She asked me if it was okay to give the girls some pixie dust. I nod okay and my daughter, with a few flicks of a wand is covered in head to toe Pixie Dust. Someone was quite excited to be bestowed with such a gift and got upset with anyone who brushed up against her the rest of the evening. It was impossible to get her into the bathtub so guess who went to school today dipped in gold dust?
As a little girl I would look on my mom’s arm and wonder why she had such a weird mark near her shoulder. A few days ago, as the warm solution penetrated my bloodstream, I started to cry remembering my mom’s mark. The nurse asked me if I was okay and I told her I was so incredibly happy. As a diabetic I was stressed never knowing if I was doing enough to avoid it but also, keeping some semblance of life in doing outdoor things. I cried because I am incredibly grateful to the SCIENCE that made this possible in only a year. Less time for me to worry about my only kiddo should the worse happen. If ur on the fence...I’ve worked in entertainment for over 20 years and I’ve seen first hand how easy celebrities influence the public. Some do good and others well...I’m happy to have a little bit of the gracious Dolly Parton with me. Scientists on the other hand, very rarely get the recognition for their years of study, years of research and expertise contributing to (wo)mankind....

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