Wow, I have read a lot of your stories and been touched with a so many emotions. From sadness to humour, feeling the ‘fog’, ‘pins and needles’ and strength to soldier on. I feel the despair, frustration, guilt, anger but never the funny side of this rotten disease until…..relating to grabbing a roll of fat and expanding on it to find a spot without a bruise or scab from the last time you were there.
I was 55 and studying when the ‘unquenchable thirst’ raised its ugly head. A friend asked to test me because of it and when it registered at 23 mmol I insisted his machine was broken – that is until he registered around 5 mmol or something.
So began the weekly visits to the dr for a guilt session of lack of recording, and not knowing what to eat and when, and upping the meds.
I suppose my diabetes went out of control when I was bitten on the shin by a spider in feb and took 9 lots of antibiotics to kill off the golden staph. The hole has a very thin layer of skin over it now – wooohoooo!
Now of course I am trying to get rid of a massive yeast infection….
I have only been on insulin for a couple of months and of course they are never happy with my brave efforts and up the Lntus every time I have to deal with them. I am rebellious of the whole deal and at present feel ‘well, eat it and bike it’. I questioned the educator if I bike in the evening after dinner and get the blood glucose level’s down, then I should be able to lower the Novarapid and Lantus? She said don’t bike!!!!
I asked if this is a conspiracy to knock some of us baby boomers off (lmao)
Yeah this diabetes does suck but I feel at long last I can make a connection with people I can relate to without feeling I’m being a sook because I use number one of the finger pricker and ‘kid size’ novofine 31g 6 to jab my stomach with.
Power on guys and laugh at this rotter that’s trying so hard to rule our lives.
How bad am I, I forgot to set the alarm to prick……gang way – last to the bike’s a rotten egg ahahahaha