I’m in a panic. My blood sugar is through the roof because I totally lost the plot for about 6 months and now I’m terrified.
I was diagnosed as type 2 in March last year just after I turned 48, although in retrospect I’d had symptoms for a couple of years. Horrified, I set about being the perfect diabetes patient - 10k+ steps a day, carb light diet, 4 x daily blood tests, meal spacing, perfectly timed medication. Gradually I lost a stone and I got my bloods into target range. I felt stressed, depressed and in chronic pain but the diabetes was back in its box.
Christmas came and I let go - and it’s been downhill ever since. Weight back on, no testing, dodging medical appointments and blood sugar running wild.
I’ve made it through a very stressful house move and improved the chronic pain, so I’m feeling in a better place to tackle the diabetes challenge again. But what damage have I done in the meantime? I’m overwhelmed by fear. I’m dreading the judgement of the diabetes team. It feels like a mountain to climb and I’m scared of obsessing over it again and driving myself crazy with constant vigilance and self restraint. But I’m equally fearful of complications. Are they even avoidable?
Does anyone else feel like this? How do you find a balance between monitoring diabetes and living without constant self scrutiny? Had anyone tried any approaches that have helped them to come to terms with this?
For me I think it’s about more than food per se, it’s also about feeling bossed about, preached at, restricted and constrained. I feel deeply ashamed to have developed diabetes and more shame for having fallen off the (sugar) wagon.
Am I the only one? Does anyone else struggle with doing what it takes? Does everyone? I desperately need some hope that it’s possible to get back on track and sustain this without driving myself insane - and that it’s not too late to avoid lasting damage.
I was diagnosed as type 2 in March last year just after I turned 48, although in retrospect I’d had symptoms for a couple of years. Horrified, I set about being the perfect diabetes patient - 10k+ steps a day, carb light diet, 4 x daily blood tests, meal spacing, perfectly timed medication. Gradually I lost a stone and I got my bloods into target range. I felt stressed, depressed and in chronic pain but the diabetes was back in its box.
Christmas came and I let go - and it’s been downhill ever since. Weight back on, no testing, dodging medical appointments and blood sugar running wild.
I’ve made it through a very stressful house move and improved the chronic pain, so I’m feeling in a better place to tackle the diabetes challenge again. But what damage have I done in the meantime? I’m overwhelmed by fear. I’m dreading the judgement of the diabetes team. It feels like a mountain to climb and I’m scared of obsessing over it again and driving myself crazy with constant vigilance and self restraint. But I’m equally fearful of complications. Are they even avoidable?
Does anyone else feel like this? How do you find a balance between monitoring diabetes and living without constant self scrutiny? Had anyone tried any approaches that have helped them to come to terms with this?
For me I think it’s about more than food per se, it’s also about feeling bossed about, preached at, restricted and constrained. I feel deeply ashamed to have developed diabetes and more shame for having fallen off the (sugar) wagon.
Am I the only one? Does anyone else struggle with doing what it takes? Does everyone? I desperately need some hope that it’s possible to get back on track and sustain this without driving myself insane - and that it’s not too late to avoid lasting damage.