My son is a type 1 diabetic. No Army for him. (This *kills* him. He really wanted to join.) We'll help him out as best as we can, but he's going to have to be very *smart*. He's starting out with a serious handicap. I'm trying to steer him to engineering and I keep preaching to not shop for a wife until he's at *least* two years out of college. (And no *babies* any time soon!) Life's not fair. He's going to have to work harder than most and he can't afford the follies of youth. He'll be a better man for it, or he'll fall...
I’m sorry your son is a diabetic. I am now a type II insulin dependent now myself. You know I wasn’t talking about cases like his, right? He sounds like a fine young man and I wish you both the best!