I was diagnosed Oct 21 DKA after a routine smear test. Long time with recurrent thrush, ridiculous amounts of medications for it maybe 2 years+. Loosing weight/the thirst was unreal then constantly needing to sleep. I’d shower and fall asleep for hours after, more toward the diagnosis/Severity of the DKA. The pains in my limbs was unbearable most of the time too. (I put the weight loss down to stress) Thought the thrush had finally gone, went for the smear as normal only to find out it was coming back with vengeance.
Nurse checked my records and immediately check blood/urine. In the space of 10-15 minutes I was rushed to hospital from the surgery. Whirlwind of Drs and nurses, tubes/wires/iv's. Was told 3 times that night I was very lucky to be here. Medically I shouldn’t have been living at the point I was.
The nurse really did save my life just by listening after a LONG time of constant appointments and another pain relief/other meds being given.
I’m the only one in my family to be T1D all a bit mind boggling but can 100% say I am healthier now and happy to be back to a normal weight/feel comfortable in myself again. The whole diagnosis and getting back into enjoying foods has also had a small knock on affect with my child being more open to trying different foods too
All round petrifying and frustrating but also thankful for the T1D too.
Since Oct I have learned not to ‘beat myself up’ to much about numbers, just treat and keep going. I got into a terrible anxiety riddled wee while where I was just so focused on “staying in range” 100% of the time. It’s not sustainable, you end up destroying yourself mentally, it was exhausting.
Don’t get me wrong, there are days I shout at my libre alarms/diabetes to have a day off - if only eh. But even on those days I remind myself I’m so much more that what a number says, treat the high/low. Take a breath/cuppa/walk whatever to distract in a way and keep going.
We’re greater than our highs and lows …. Even when it’s hard.
I have Type One Diabetes but I’m NOT Type One Diabetes
Nurse checked my records and immediately check blood/urine. In the space of 10-15 minutes I was rushed to hospital from the surgery. Whirlwind of Drs and nurses, tubes/wires/iv's. Was told 3 times that night I was very lucky to be here. Medically I shouldn’t have been living at the point I was.
The nurse really did save my life just by listening after a LONG time of constant appointments and another pain relief/other meds being given.
I’m the only one in my family to be T1D all a bit mind boggling but can 100% say I am healthier now and happy to be back to a normal weight/feel comfortable in myself again. The whole diagnosis and getting back into enjoying foods has also had a small knock on affect with my child being more open to trying different foods too
All round petrifying and frustrating but also thankful for the T1D too.
Since Oct I have learned not to ‘beat myself up’ to much about numbers, just treat and keep going. I got into a terrible anxiety riddled wee while where I was just so focused on “staying in range” 100% of the time. It’s not sustainable, you end up destroying yourself mentally, it was exhausting.
Don’t get me wrong, there are days I shout at my libre alarms/diabetes to have a day off - if only eh. But even on those days I remind myself I’m so much more that what a number says, treat the high/low. Take a breath/cuppa/walk whatever to distract in a way and keep going.
We’re greater than our highs and lows …. Even when it’s hard.
I have Type One Diabetes but I’m NOT Type One Diabetes