I have been contemplating the idea of having a blog where I can get my 'diabetes frustrations' out. Writing in a journal has always been a good outlet for me so I figured why not give it a try. So here goes nothing...
Lately most of my 'diabetes frustrations' have been a direct result of communicating with my Grandmother. She is uneducated on many things, her own disease being one of them (Type 2). Her blood sugars are not in good control and she does suffer from some complications. I have tried on many occasions to explain things to her in a way that is easy to understand. No matter how many times I explain things, it goes in one ear & out the other. She does not have a desire to be educated. She wants to complain about everything. All the time. But yet does nothing about it (of course... because then what would she complain about). She always has to be the medical story center of attention. For years her illnesses have varied but it is always SOMETHING. Generally, when her & I speak she loves to bring up her Type 2 fiasco. She is constantly saying inappropriate, insensitive things to me.
The latest was that her doctor (we see the same doctor by the way) offered her insulin so now she is a Type 1, just like me. Ummm... excuse me... What?! I took a deep breathe and explained to her that the type of diabetes you have is not determined by what you use to treat it. There are Type 2s that take insulin to manage their blood sugars (Side note: I wish this were a more common first line of treatment for Type 2s). Some take insulin in addition to oral medications. The difference is that a Type 1 patient will always be on insulin. I even went so far as to explain the difference between Type 1 & 2 AGAIN. I assured her that you can not go from Type 2 to Type 1 or vice versa. I don't know why I bother. The whole time I was thinking... you are nothing like me. You have no idea what I go through to treat my Type 1. I work so hard at it. You do nothing to treat your diabetes and now are suffering complications. Then you have the never to ask why I don't have neuropathy in my feet?!
I spoke to her about things to consider when deciding to switch to insulin or stay on strictly oral medications. She said she wasn't concerned about needing multiple injections a day, that there is nothing worse than taking pills. She would rather "do a million needles" over taking 2 pills a day. There was one occasion that she told me she would rather "shoot herself in the head" than do what I have to do to take care of myself. Seriously? This is my Grandmother saying this.
I realized after this latest conversation that I can not talk to her about diabetes anymore. It's hard for me because diabetes is something that I am passionate about and I love to talk about it. I see now that she is simply the wrong person to talk to. Lesson learned.