- Messages
- 7
- Type of diabetes
- Other
- Treatment type
- Tablets (oral)
I don't know if there are emotional stages experienced when diagnosed with diabetes (denial, anger, etc), but having been diagnosed very recently I feel like I've experienced all of them.
Initially I was told I had type 2, put on Metformin, given a glucose monitor and told to watch my diet and exercise regularly. Then I had an anti body test and was told that I have LADA, which started me off on this roller coaster of emotions again, but this time adding dread to the mix, because I will eventually be insulin dependent.
What makes this all worse is that i thought i was doing everything I could to reduce my risk of getting diabetes. I'm not over weight, I wasn't drinking too much alcohol and exercised regularly. So instead of responding to that, my body decided to attack itself and kill off the cells which make insulin, rendering me diabetic in the process.
I manage to keep a positive exterior when I'm around my family and friends, but inside I'm bottling up quite a lot of anger and frustration. I don't understand how someone who's over weight, drinks too much and generally lives an unhealthy life style can get away with it and yet I do my best to live well and end up with this.
I'm lucky that i have a great support network and a good team of medical professionals to guild and advise me through this, but the bottom line is that this sucks and there is nothing I can do about it.
I don't know if diabetes is something that I will ever 'get used to', but I'm sure it won't sting as much at some point in the future. Right now I'm still in that 'Oh, bloody hell!' stage; a bit angry and a bit frightened and not looking forward to the future.
So that's my soap box...
Initially I was told I had type 2, put on Metformin, given a glucose monitor and told to watch my diet and exercise regularly. Then I had an anti body test and was told that I have LADA, which started me off on this roller coaster of emotions again, but this time adding dread to the mix, because I will eventually be insulin dependent.
What makes this all worse is that i thought i was doing everything I could to reduce my risk of getting diabetes. I'm not over weight, I wasn't drinking too much alcohol and exercised regularly. So instead of responding to that, my body decided to attack itself and kill off the cells which make insulin, rendering me diabetic in the process.
I manage to keep a positive exterior when I'm around my family and friends, but inside I'm bottling up quite a lot of anger and frustration. I don't understand how someone who's over weight, drinks too much and generally lives an unhealthy life style can get away with it and yet I do my best to live well and end up with this.
I'm lucky that i have a great support network and a good team of medical professionals to guild and advise me through this, but the bottom line is that this sucks and there is nothing I can do about it.
I don't know if diabetes is something that I will ever 'get used to', but I'm sure it won't sting as much at some point in the future. Right now I'm still in that 'Oh, bloody hell!' stage; a bit angry and a bit frightened and not looking forward to the future.
So that's my soap box...