micrafine
Member
- Messages
- 5
- Location
- manchester
- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
- Treatment type
- Insulin
- Dislikes
- footballers wages, drop applied to small on my test machine when I'm in a rush, and the fact I carnt drink because it ruins me for ages...type1 style
I used to sit up in my bed at around 7 or 8 years old , I could here my mum and dad talking, it wasn't good. Looks like I was going to have to stay in again at the hospital...I wasn't too fused...I must of known I was ill. The thirst was like never before, it was unquenchable and I could visit the tap 10 or more times through the night. In the morning, on waking Id have to unstick my eyelids through the glucose circulating my young body. Things were kept quiet a lot of the times but I new I was different, I listened intently when consultants would refer me to dieticians then back over to nurses and then onto other specialist whilst they swapped the doses as much as they changed the insulin and drained my blood weekly. By the time I was 12 I was covered in hard lumps from the syringed that required drawing up, I was stick thin and absolutely starving. My body having no way of transferring the energy from the food I was eating drastically as I approached puberty...I was a mess..school fell through and by the time I was 17 I was an angry youth with no work skills or qualifications and I was ****** off.
Introduction of Humalog actrapid
I spent a bit of time in prison, I deserved it...surprisingly there was a lot of diabetics in prison...strange I no. During my time in a 6x9 cell I had nothing but a blood testing kit and my insulin( Humalog actrapid), you get the basics like porridge and biscuits and there is access to sugar and so I set about for the next few years testing my bloods up to fifteen times in a day...and yes I was bored haha...I offset insulin doses against food like porridge and buscuits fruits and sandwiches and against the prison foods which were **** but varied from currys to pasties ect
The mix of physical exercise and nothing but blood testing left me leaving prison a new diabetic. All the time I had spent testing and running low as I could to reset my hba1c levels mixed in with intense weightlifting regime left me the master of my body and in a way I'm glad I got locked up when I did. I was ripped and alive. It felt amazing. I never thought I d of done it.
That was ten years ago, since the day they let me out I became a father, I went to Salford college and studied construction for a few years while I grime fighted for the local council and then went and did a four year gas installation apprenticeship fitting central heating's all day and then going to the beloved gym at night.. I'm now a qualified gas engineer..I'm happy..its allways going to be full time been a type one, but I did it...I got my life back.
They should set diabetic detention centers up. 6-12mth intense training and injections regime fitted with a normal balance diet and no external influences....make a fortune privately
I just thought Id say hello, Ive just joined my names david
Introduction of Humalog actrapid
I spent a bit of time in prison, I deserved it...surprisingly there was a lot of diabetics in prison...strange I no. During my time in a 6x9 cell I had nothing but a blood testing kit and my insulin( Humalog actrapid), you get the basics like porridge and biscuits and there is access to sugar and so I set about for the next few years testing my bloods up to fifteen times in a day...and yes I was bored haha...I offset insulin doses against food like porridge and buscuits fruits and sandwiches and against the prison foods which were **** but varied from currys to pasties ect
The mix of physical exercise and nothing but blood testing left me leaving prison a new diabetic. All the time I had spent testing and running low as I could to reset my hba1c levels mixed in with intense weightlifting regime left me the master of my body and in a way I'm glad I got locked up when I did. I was ripped and alive. It felt amazing. I never thought I d of done it.
That was ten years ago, since the day they let me out I became a father, I went to Salford college and studied construction for a few years while I grime fighted for the local council and then went and did a four year gas installation apprenticeship fitting central heating's all day and then going to the beloved gym at night.. I'm now a qualified gas engineer..I'm happy..its allways going to be full time been a type one, but I did it...I got my life back.
They should set diabetic detention centers up. 6-12mth intense training and injections regime fitted with a normal balance diet and no external influences....make a fortune privately
I just thought Id say hello, Ive just joined my names david