10 years for me. I didn't find it really erth shattering, but I was diagnosed with gestational and then it just hung around as T1, which meant that I was dealing with a new baby and being diabetic, so it kind of dilutes the whole thing really. All I cared about was sleep!
It's not so bad, I've always thought that. At least it's not terminal cancer. And I remember reading in some magazine (probably reader's Digest at the hospital!) about a woman who had some terrible disease, and she said, "I never think, why me? I just think, well, why not me?" And I think th e same - I'm not so special, there's no reason it shouldn't be me, in fact I'm amazingly lucky in most respects.