Just want to introduce myself and say hello.
My name is Libbie and I’ve had T1D for roughly 20 years. I was diagnosed when I was 13, in the midst of having just lost my mother to suicide, my dad and brother being in a horrible car accident and then my father having to undergo a quadruple bypass. (It was a tough few years)
I struggled a lot with coming to terms that j was diabetic. I only kind of took care of myself until I turned 18 and then I gave up. I probably went to the doctor two or three times in the last 14 years. I know I’ve been very lucky to not have any complications. And I feel awful about not taking care of myself.
Early this month I decided I needed to get my life together and take care and get my diabetes under control. I saw a doctor and have been on the path to control. The only problem is things are not going well. My my blood sugars are hanging out at 220-260. I’m following the doctors instructions to the letter. This morning at 8:00 my bs was 67. I ate breakfaste took my insulin and went out to run my errands. Got home around 3 and tested for lunch and I was 226. I’m insanely frustrated at this point but I promised myself and fiancé that I wouldn’t give up again.
Anyway, that’s all I got for now. Just needed to get it out there. It’s hard to keep my frustration in and no one around me really gets it. Thanks for reading and I hope to be an active member of this community.