Incredible story: "Diabetes took my teeth but not my life", by Sia Figiel

This piece literally gave me goosebumps. Sia Figiel's story begins with the anguish of having both parents succumb to complications of diabetes, and finishes with... well, read for yourself :)

Diabetes took my teeth but not my life
By Sia Figiel, Special to CNN
updated 7:02 AM EST, Fri February 21, 2014

Editor's note: Sia Figiel is one of six CNN viewers selected to be a part of the Fit Nation Triathlon Challenge program. Follow the"Sassy Six" on Twitter and Facebook as they train to race the Nautica Malibu Triathlon with Dr. Sanjay Gupta on September 14.

(CNN) -- I was diagnosed with diabetes 12 years ago.

At the time, I was caring for my mother, who was on dialysis and had had her leg amputated. As a family, we knew very little about diabetes -- only that once you got it, you deteriorated and died.

Like our father, who suffered a stroke and then died years later of a massive heart attack brought on by complications of diabetes.

Both my parents, in fact, died from complications of diabetes. They were strong pillars of our family and community, taken way too soon by a disease that is the leading cause of death among Pacific Islanders.

Before seeing the doctor, I had been experiencing extreme thirst, especially at night. The tips of my toes felt like bees lived there and were desperate to burst out of my skin. My vision became blurred after each meal.

It was 2 p.m. and I hadn't eaten anything when the doctor tested my blood sugar level. It was in the high 200s. Normal is between 110 and 125.

You have diabetes, Ms. Figiel, the doctor said. He prescribed metformin and directed me to a dietitian. She further reiterated what the doctor had told me: how food was related to high blood glucose levels and how consistently high blood glucose levels will eventually lead to amputations, blindness, kidney failure, stroke and other complications.

I followed the dietician's plan for the next few months. I took up walking and noticed that my vision had become clearer. But it didn't take me long to fall back to my old eating habits. A colleague's birthday celebration, a brother's graduation party, a friend's wedding, a cousin's funeral -- these were all occasions where food was at the center. And in our culture, you show appreciation and respect for those who prepared the food by eating it.

I soon found myself hovering around 400 pounds.

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I'm saddened by the crappy comments people are leaving, as it sounds like she's really trying hard to make her life better. I wish people would realize that diabetes (regardless of type) is difficult a lot of times more than not and complications sometimes come with more glucose control despite the benefit of it. If I could pass it along to her ever: Keep working on it Sia, be proud of your achievements.