I’m not sure if that is meant as a compliment but I hear it all the time.
What’s the funniest or most annoying thing anyone has ever said to you concerning your diabetes and how did you respond if at all?
I’ve never actually said this(have thought it, though) as a response…
“You don’t look like an idiot either, but looks can be deceiving, can’t they?”
the weirdest thing people have said to me is they assume I’ve had it since infancy. I don’t know if this is a good thing, or a bad thing(26+ years of diabetes make me look like I look) I just assure them that 10 years is more then an adequate amount of time to give gray hairs, etc.
I had my mother-in-law say "you can have lots of potatoes,there’s no sugar in those."DUH!!!
I was working at Bath and Body Works just after college and was describing a foot cream to a customer, stating that I was a diabetic and thought it was a great product. She looked at me with a mixture of disbelief and disgust. “You’re diabetic, already?” I was so pissed. What ignorance!
Oh, the list seems never-ending.
“You don’t look like a diabetic.” “You’re so young.” “You’re so thin.” “You must’ve eaten too much sugar as a kid.” “You look so healthy.”
So then I explain I have type 1, and then I might get, “Ohhh… You have the bad kind!”
I’ve got news for you, chump. There’s not a good kind.
LOL ya mean we have a choice?? I must have checked the wrong box online some where…I opted in when I should have opted out…haha…dang those tricky check boxes. Yes, some people are just ingornant and still believe it happens because you ate too much sugar …
Doesn’t that hurt? I mean all those shots and tests? (DUH! Yea, it hurts…proves I’m still alive though!)
-Carla
Thought of another one. In college, a sweet but particularly gullible sorority girl asked me, “What exactly is a diabete?” I thought the question was so hilarious that I had to answer, and it went something like, “It’s a little blue sugar mite that lays eggs in sugary foods. They get in your bloodstream and eat up your sugar when you eat too much candy.” When I had her fully convinced, guilt got the better of me and I offered a better explanation. I feel guilty about it to this day!
I suppose it’s not much worse than when I was in the sixth grade and someone pointed me at the big birthmark on my shin and said “What’s that on your leg?!” and I threw myself in the floor shouting, “Get it off me, get it off me!” I’ve tried to be better behaved since then. laughs
I save all my smart-■■■, clever responses to others’ comments and questions for my hubby. It’s always good for a laugh, and helps makes living with this more bearable. 
I was told the day before the 4th when we were talking about food and one of my sons friends aske me how i can stand drinking diet drinks,and I told him I’m a diabetic so I really can’t drink reg.pepsi(which was one of the hardest things for me to give up) His response was"Really?? You don’t look like a diabetic."I just kinda rolled my eyes and thought “Gee am I supposed to have antennas or something?” Okay,is there something I should know about how to "LOOK"diabetic?LOL
No one told you?? We’re supposed to have our death beds strapped to our backs.
OMG!!! I’ve been leaving mine in the closet!!! LOL
OH!!! Like when i have a insulin reaction at work and i need to treat it right away. Or if have to go finger stick at work. There like jealous because they think i am on extra breaks. Like i would much rather be productive but i must ACT first. If they could just walk in my shoes for a day i do not think theyy would be JEALOUS ANYMORE… diabeticidol94
Hmm, well a girl everyday in my lunch period would come over, look at the piece of paper i would put the carbs of my food on, and say "I didnt know you can eat that!?"
So, everytime i would tell her, that i can eat whatever i want, im just like any other kid.
But, it started to get reallyyyyyyyyy annoying because she would do this everydayyy.
The annoying thing would deffintly be: “Is that a beeper” “Why do you have a beeper, your only 14” "why are you drinking diet coke?, are you on a diet or something? “why are you poking yourself” I don’t mind explaining these things, but when I’m in a bad mood or BG is messed up, I have trouble dealing with it
The last time someone verbally tagged me as a diabetic was when a co-worker (with type 1) recognized my insulin pump). Most people have no reason to try to understand diabetes.
I get the “Do you have the bad kind?” a lot. Is there a good kind? Which one is considered the bad kind anyways? I have to explain the difference then. I think sometimes i should just carry around mini pamphlets to make my life easier.
I get a lot of “Can you eat that?” too. If I’m in a good mood I just offer a short explaination of carb counting. Usually though, I either go with “I do whatever the hell I want!” or just a simple “No.”
I always see people glancing at me oddly when I pull out my calorie king book at dinner. I’m pretty skinny and I know they’re thinking I’m some sort of diet freak or something. If I’m out someplace and there’s a snack sitting around (cookies, donuts, etc.) and I’m offered some, I’ll politely decline (unless I really want it enough to do a shot) and I usually get comments like “Scared of an extra pound?” or “Afraid it’s gonna hurt you?” Why, actually, yes I am. Then I tell them I’m diabetic and they get all weirded out and feel bad. Like I’m going to be mad that they offered me food and I simply couldn’t have any at the moment?
Wow, i get all of that alot.
I tend to get the “I could never do that” from people (father-in-law, friends) when I would test or take a shot. Right after I was diagnosed I found out from my mom that my dad and aunt (who lives down the street from my folks and comes to dinner every night) were really freaked out by me testing and taking insulin at the dinner table. Once I went on the pump they were more okay with it, but it still pissed me off that they could be so insensitive.
When I was diagnosed (age 10) and still in the hospital, the educator sat my mom, dad, and older brother around the table with me and had them all inject an orange and then take an injection themselves of saline. Nobody had a problem with the orange. Then it came to poking themselves. My dad’s a firefighter/paramedic. Pop. My brother was 15 and if Dad could do it, so could he. Pop. My mom sat there for a little longer, totally freezing up at the thought of injecting herself. Then she realized what it meant. cringe Pop. I really appreciate that the educator did that.
I get the “I could never do that” from people - my in-laws, too, just like you. I always answer, “Given the option between an injection and death, which would you choose? You don’t get a third choice.” They don’t usually say it again. Found out recently that my MIL has been labeled pre-diabetic. She has a new respect.