hey everyone,just wanted to bring up this topic because my fist diabetes anniversary is really soon,which reminded me of how I was diagnosed.
(4 months before crisis)
we were on vacation,and we went to a theme park!
what was weird,I was downing water like an elephant,poor me(not really),but a small tiny bottle of water is 2.00 pounds worth,we had no cash,so we have to save,which sucked!
(3 moths before crisis)
and 3 times to the toilet!
(2months before crisis)
school started,I drank three bottles of water which didn’t satisfy me a bit!
2-3 visits a day to the bathroom.
jokes were made:(not again!\you just came out\is this for real?!).
(1,5 months beforehand)
I went to Tae kown do classes for the first time.
now,this is a good part,DON’T SKIP’
I loved martial arts ,so it was a great motive that was pushing me to do it.
but it was absolutely OVERWHELMING!my state then cannot be fairly describes no matter what I say,for starts,I cry when I come out.here is how it goes"
1-have lunch 1 hour before going
2-go to class which takes 1 hour.
3-get out and eat a main meal!
my body shakes hard every time I finished.I can’t speak properly,I can’t walk,I couldn’t balance myself for 10 seconds! I swear,and that was for warming up!
I am between 167,5–>168 cm ,usually,I am 52 killos,I always wanted to be in the forties,one of my friends said"(THAT CAN NEVER HAPPEN,YOU’RE TALL).
I was 49,5 !with my heavy clothes on!
(3 weeks before)
my english teacher really loved me,she was such a nice person,she always asked me what was wrong all the time,so did my friends,go check up,see a doctor,are you okay,the jokes began to minimize.
my skin which is usually dry got drier,my knuckles bleed everytime I wash it.
I slept during ALL of the classes,I couldn’t think straight,I thought that I need to eat MORE,which is really ironic,I searched for food that are high in calories!,and the next class after the break I am deadly hungry!
the classes were over,and I barely walked,it was such a sad scene,one of my best friends saw that I had trouble carrying my bag!she carries it for me and asks,what’s wrong with you,go to a doctor…
I sat and said( honestly,I don’t know).
good part too,it was WORLD DIABETES DAY,I know the symptomes,but never made the connection,I was reading the newspaper and here is an article talking about it,my face went pale,all of th 7 were there!
wedenesday"told my friends,her sister had diabetes,she said don’t worry and all,I knew there was something wrong,she said do you want to have it,I said no,she said"then you don’t!,then she promised to bring her sister’s meter.
saturday"went to a hospital,and got blood drawn.
sunday"every time she brought it I came up with an excuse,then I decided not to eat that day ,drink water, exercise and face it already,she did it and it was 550!.
she was like"cheer up,at least we found out before the hospital
monday"didn’t go to school,the results were due today,went to the endo,he said so and so"you have high ketones,you must be T1D,you’re gonna have shots from now and then,now let me speak with your parents.’’
I went to the waiting room and was like’HUH?!
then red a newspaper so calmly that it was kind of creepy,saw an add about meters and was like"hey!I am diabetic,I want that!
the endo told the nurse to instruct me how to get shots and all,then said wait,the endo told us to give you a shot now,I was like,sure,I am gonna have it,like tomorrow I will start,she said no,and gave me a regular injection,boy I wa so scared back then!
what a memoir !kind of bitter-sweet,sweet because,didn’t know how hard D was back then,I was like,2 novorapid shots a day!my BS was always high,with no basal,no education since it wasn’t a diabetes center,a general hospital only,then I was hospitalized and became a diabetic officially
really sorry for the long talk,
just got carried on,so what’s your count down?and what was your A1c when you were diagnosed,mine was 15.