Minniehaha
New Member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
Hi everyone, another newbie with all the confusion hopes and fears I guess we all have. I'm a retired widow in my mid sixty's and live alone. I have been feeling exhausted for quite sometime and had put it down to my underactive thyroid (exhaustion never left me even when thyroid function tests said I was ok 5 years ago). It had got worse recently and I'd had the thirst and peeing issues and to be honest I knew what it was... Go back a seven years to when my husband was diagnosed with type 2 after a routine annual blood test, we got the GP to agree to trying to manage it with diet and exercise and I set about helping him. Within 6 months his blood sugar was in th normal range. Sadly his sudden rise in blood sugar should have sounded alarm bells and triggered a referral and further investigations as per NHS England guidelines but it didn't so his pancreatic cancer went undetected until 2017 when he died, 7 months after diagnosis. So, when I recognised the signs in me, I started eating better and the thirst and peeing improved but the exhaustion got worse and I noticed occasional blurry vision and realised I couldn't sort this out myself. I logged on to our surgery e-consult last Tuesday when I couldn't sleep and answered the questions. It told me to go immediately to A&E!!! Next morning I phoned the surgery, got a GP call back, she arranged a full set of blood tests within the hour (fluke that nurse had a cancellation apparently). They did a pin prick test and got a reading of 20.7 the nurses face dropped and she rushed off to see the GP. The following day the bloods came back at 111 which is over twice the norm apparently. I am now juggling 40mg of Gliclazide twice a day, Metformin once per day (due to rise to 3 per day if I can tollerate it) statins at night, pin pricks and blood pressure readings three times a day before meals and awaiting an urgent referral to the Community Diabetes Team in the next two weeks hopefully. To say that my emotions and body are in shock is an understatement. I see lots of people saying they are overwhelmed and that about sums it up. I've been tearful and in shock for a week and find that the oly thing that helps me feel calm is walking my dog. I'm lucky enough to live somewhere with beautful forests and a coast line, I honestly don't know how I would have coped this last week without the dog and the walks. Pin prick sugars have come down massively and the weight is dropping off with me managing my GI. I'm not missing the food (I'm a big girl) and my appetite has decreased so I struggled to eat supper this evening and left half then panicked and got frightened about having a hypo so ate a spoonful of hummus. I continually have to check what has to be taken and done when, I haven't sorted out how to take the paraphinalia about with me and, worst of all I can't shake off the shame I feel at allowing myself to get into this state. Well. that's about it for now. A wonderful forum got me through my husbands illness and death and who knows, this one might get me through my current situation. Good luck to you all, Minnie