It’s definitely not a post I’d ever expect to be writing. So here it is….
I’ve been diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.
It started when my blood sugars where flagged up after my operation I had back in April, sugar levels showing a high of 18 much higher than they should be, not sure whether it was high due to the operation so I was hooked up to a bag of fluids, with the fluids not bring my sugar levels down, my nurse on the HDU decided to take a blood test to double check. Unfortunately I discharged before I got any results.
After a few weeks of calling my GP’s with no results I had a meeting with my doctor he decided it was a good idea to do a full set of blood works including testing for diabetes.
It’s now been a few months since my doctor called me with the news of my blood MOT. I will totally admit as soon as I heard the words you have diabetes I totally check out.
Scared and confused trying to remember what else the doctor had said, my Husband asked what was wrong as soon as the words ‘i have diabetes’ came out my mouth I won’t lie full on melt down, my husband wiping my tears I knew I needed to pull it together, I’m the type of person that needs have everything Infront of me to just get on with it and change what needs changing straight away no messing around with waiting but unfortunately as we all know GP surgeries don’t quite work that way, making the appointment to see the diabetic nurse I just had to wait.
I was diagnosed with a rare form of Muscular Dystrophy a progressive muscle wasting disorder when I was 24, it’s hard enough some days living and fighting my MD already. Can I really live with another disease. Am I going to be ok, is my mental health going to be able to handle more or take a big hit!?
The diabetic nurse gave me a little gadget to test my blood sugars twice a day, explaining the medication I was being put on (Gliclazide and Metformin) with a change to my diet as well, it’s wasn’t hugely bad but could be improved with a few changes. Feeling lost and overwhelmed I went off to the pharmacy to grab all my bits the pharmacist went through everything aswell. I came away even more overwhelmed so much information to process all at once, what did they all say again; I don’t know!
When it came to taking my first lot of medicine still overwhelmed not remembering how or when I needed to take them, (totally not proud to even admit this happened next) it all became to much so picture a full on adult tantrum. ‘i’m not doing this, I don’t want this, that’s it forget it I’m not doing anything‘ Yep that was totally me! made worse by my husband saying I understand how your feeling! Yes, I’m sure you can all imagine the next words out my mouth ‘HOW, You will never understand your not the one that’s just been told your diabetic!
Thank the lord I have a good friend who’s job is a pharmacist LOVE HER sending her an SOS to explain to me again the next day what I need to do, I was now set meltdown out the way i totally had this.
Pretty much just eating Muller light yoghurts, raspberries, chicken salad and Ryvita or granary bread. I definitely need to broaden my food horizons!
6 weeks on a check up with the diabetic nurse with no expectations but secretly my fingers were crossed it was good news. She was happy with my blood sugars I was on the right path, even said that if I keep going the way i was in 6 months she’d look into taking me off all medication. WOO HOO!
I’m always going to be know as a ‘Diabetic’ but I can control it as long as I’m looking after myself, plus I’ve had some amazing advice from a group I found on Facebook called Type 2 Diabetes Uk reading everyone’s stories and how everyone supports each other gives me hope. I totally want to thank them for being awesome.
Are you diabetic when was you diagnosed, how did it make you feel and if you have any great meal idea leave me a comment.