I apologize if this seems like a big long rant, but I'm curious to see if this has happened to any other teenager.
A week before Christmas, I had gone away from home for five days to stay with her. It was about a three hour drive away from where I lived, so I was pretty nervous about dealing with my diabetes. I'm on a pump so my mom made sure I had extra sets and insulin and the insulin pens if something should happen. And something did happen. My set got pulled out overnight on the last day, but I was prepared to deal with it. Or I thought I was.
Apparently, I had forgotten the injector for the sets at home, so I couldn't do a new set. At that point, I was so high that I couldn't get a reading on, and I had 3.5 ketones. Naturally, I was freaking out.
Luckily, my friend's aunt was able to drive me home that night so I could fix it. I got home, ready to just collapse from the stress of the day, and we encountered another problem. My pump had broken.
I was literally crying by that point, because it was a few days before Christmas and everything was going wrong. And I felt so bad because I messed up the entire weekend I was staying with my friend.
But that's not what I'm asking about. I was hanging out with my friend tonight, and she was telling me how her mother was taking her and her little brother to go see the new movie, Frozen. Her mother told my friend that she couldn't invite me, because she didn't want to deal with any diabetes problems like what happened before. She said it was my fault that I had the problem in the first place, and pretty much said that it was my fault I had diabetes! She compared my little incident, which could happen to anyone, to something that happened to another girl my age who had an allergic reaction to nuts in her food, something she didn't know she had, and she died.
First off, I didn't choose to have diabetes. It's not my fault that my set fell out overnight. Sure, maybe I should've checked before I left that I had everything, but she has no right to tell my friend that it's my fault that I had diabetes and she didn't want to deal with it.
It just annoys me how little people know, and how I react when people say it's my fault. I felt really bad for what happened. Her mother doesn't need to go and say it's my fault. I didn't choose to have this. I didn't choose for this to happen.
I'm going to stop now, mostly because I feel like I'm ranting, and I'm crying cause I'm so pissed off.