Hello all. I just joined up yesterday and thought I'd take a moment to introduce myself and my story here before branching out.
I was diagnosed w/ T1 at 17, and for the first ten years was basically the perfect diabetic. Numbers always or almost always in range. Ate what I was supposed to. Tested. Good A1cs. No complications. Etc.
Then I had a baby, at 28, and this baby came with a few challenges of her own. She was born early and for a number of years suffered from undiagnosable but potentially serious health issues: dwarfism, pain when walking, very poor vision, etc. We spent years going from doctor to doctor and getting misdiagnosis after misdiagnosis, and unsurprisingly, I stopped taking care of myself.
Then I got divorced. Less time, less money, more stress. At this point my blood sugars took a rocket ride up, and stayed there. No matter how often I tested or how much insulin I gave myself or how much I exercised, they would stay up in the 10-12 range all the time (I'm Canadian). And frankly, with everything else on my plate, I couldn't spend the time testing that I used to. Forget getting up for an overnight test; the single mom gig had me so wiped out that I couldn't bear the thought of cutting into my sleep for even a few minutes.
Then I got a new job. A very stressful new job with a lot of responsibility and a lot of hours in a new community where I didn't know anyone. You can see where this is going. My A1cs went up and up; my last one was over 8, for the first time ever. I know this isn't a catastrophic number for many people, and I hope this doesn't come across as a criticism for anyone who'd be thrilled if they ever got that low.
Last year, I lost my job, was assaulted and stalked by an ex-boyfriend, and finally received some diagnoses for my daughter (pituitary cyst leading to low growth hormone and an unkown and unrelated type of skeletal dysplasia). That last is good news, of course, but it involved dozens of doctor's appointments and tests new medications for her and PT regimes and, you guessed it, no time left over for watching the diabetes. All of the stress appears to have triggered a new hyperthyroidism condition, which in addition to further elevating my blood sugars, also causes hand tremors, poor sleep, exhaustion, muscle weakness, heart palpitations, etc. This was flagged in December blood test results and I'm hoping that when I see him next week, he'll actually propose doing something about it.
In January I started a new job and my daughter's health stuff seemed to stabilize, and my blood sugars were magically gloriously normal for about three weeks. Then her health stuff went awry, and my sugars went up again, and I can't bring them back down. Again. So for example, in January, my mid-morning muffin snack took 1.5u of humalog and I might go a little low. Now the same mid-morning muffin snack is taking 4.5u of insulin and I still go high.
I've been seeing a counselor and taking anti-depressants to deal with the stress, and have started trying to learn meditation and progressive relaxation for the same reason. I've cut out caffeine in case that was making things worse. I make sure to get 8 hrs of sleep a night (in part because if I get even a little less, I'm so tired I start falling asleep behind the wheel). Health insurance from the new job kicks in at the beginning of April, at which point I can consider testing more frequently to see where that gets me.
It's been ten years since things first fell off the rails (I turn 39 next week), and I'm trying to take advantage of a new less stressful job and maybe some kind of stability for my daughter to start figuring diabetes out again. But the unpredictability is making it very hard to stay motivated, and there's so much else going on. I mean, yes, I can test more frequently, but when do I find the time to get the results uploaded and analyze them? Between taking care of the house, and helping my daughter with homework, getting her her shots, taking her to appointments, helping her through her PT exercises, making us dinner, yard work, the dog, commuting, the job, my asthma (also mostly ignored), I just don't know how to add one more thing to my plate.
I'm hoping to find other folks who, even if they aren't in the same boat, at least know what this boat feels like. I love my endo but medical professionals tend not to really understand the fact that diabetics have more going on in their lives than diabetes, if you know what I mean.
Sorry for the big negativity dump. There's lots of good in my life too, of course, it's just not diabetes-related right now.