I was out with a friend who not only could not fake interest or happiness for me when I showed them my new medic alert ID that is actually pretty (Lauren’s hope site) but they then made fun of me being diabetic. And then they started asking why I did not list all the diabetes medications I am taking and stated what they felt should be on my piece of jewelry. (It’s actually just one med.) Anyways, I said why list that when people like you don’t know how to treat people with this disease? Then my so-called friend said just she’d give me insulin if I were ill. I said “what does that mean?” I pushed further, said “Ok, so if I were laying unconscious and you came along, then you would just give me insulin?” They said “Ya.”
Big sigh. If that were to ever happen, I asked this person to just call 911 and say what was on my medical id, and please do nothing more or they could kill me.
I’m so tired of my friends and family not even trying to understand what it is like for a PWD because I am one of them. I am so tired of having to make the choice of lesser evil when all the options at restaurants they bring me to are full of carbs and crap I can’t eat etc. It’s like they are doing me a favour by still hanging out with me, even though I, and my damn diabetes, are such a burden.
The friend discussed here is a registered nurse. I expected more from someone like that. I can no longer tolerate being around people who don’t get it and don’t even want to try, just a little bit, to understand what PWD go through every single day.
Diabetes stole my spontaneity. Diabetes stole my $aving$. Diabetes stole my hope and now it has stolen my friends and family. This disease sucks on so many levels.