When the cart finally arrived, the boy’s parents asked the flight attendant not to serve me anything, insisting it would upset their child. My hands were trembling by then, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I calmly explained to the attendant—and everyone around us—that I had diabetes and needed to eat immediately for my health. The flight attendant quickly brought me food and a drink, and the nearby passengers looked stunned as they realized what was happening.