Forgetfuldan
Member
Hi All,
So it's been a while! I was first diagnosed in 2019, I remember the day well as I'd just had the phone call that my gran had passed away and then my doctor called to tell me I was diabetic... great! I had no clue what I was supposed to do next, I wasn't given any information, no follow up appointment, nothing. Fast forward 8 months and I was invited for a diabetic review, great, I might get to ask questions and receive answers. I was started on Metformin but it really didn't agree with me and so was moved to the slow release one.
In 2021 I was put on the weight management program and successfully put my diabetes into remission. I also lost 4 stone and felt that I was ready to start living a much healthier lifestyle. Boy was I wrong! I went on a self-catering holiday with my mum and felt completely weak. We would order subway salad for lunch and a takeaway for dinner, skipping breakfast completely. I didn't have the courage to stand up to her when I really wanted to get my 10k steps in each day. My mindset was in the wrong place and when we got home, although I tried to get back into the routine I'd learnt over the previous 4 months, I just couldn't do it and gradually, each day my steps got less and less. By December I had put on 2 stone and now I've put the other 2 stone on too.
Last month I recognised I was feeling rather ****** and so I asked my doctor for some metformin. He prescribed me them and requested my HBA1C be tested. It's just come back the highest it's ever been at 88mmol/mol. I see the diabetic nurse on the 16th and I'm scared she'll put me on insulin. I already struggle doing a finger prick, I know I won't cope with insulin. I've watched my partner do his and it freaks me out.
I guess I really just need to give my head a good shake and to go back over the weight management program to follow that lifestyle again. I need to lose the weight, I need to get healthier. I want to get better.
So it's been a while! I was first diagnosed in 2019, I remember the day well as I'd just had the phone call that my gran had passed away and then my doctor called to tell me I was diabetic... great! I had no clue what I was supposed to do next, I wasn't given any information, no follow up appointment, nothing. Fast forward 8 months and I was invited for a diabetic review, great, I might get to ask questions and receive answers. I was started on Metformin but it really didn't agree with me and so was moved to the slow release one.
In 2021 I was put on the weight management program and successfully put my diabetes into remission. I also lost 4 stone and felt that I was ready to start living a much healthier lifestyle. Boy was I wrong! I went on a self-catering holiday with my mum and felt completely weak. We would order subway salad for lunch and a takeaway for dinner, skipping breakfast completely. I didn't have the courage to stand up to her when I really wanted to get my 10k steps in each day. My mindset was in the wrong place and when we got home, although I tried to get back into the routine I'd learnt over the previous 4 months, I just couldn't do it and gradually, each day my steps got less and less. By December I had put on 2 stone and now I've put the other 2 stone on too.
Last month I recognised I was feeling rather ****** and so I asked my doctor for some metformin. He prescribed me them and requested my HBA1C be tested. It's just come back the highest it's ever been at 88mmol/mol. I see the diabetic nurse on the 16th and I'm scared she'll put me on insulin. I already struggle doing a finger prick, I know I won't cope with insulin. I've watched my partner do his and it freaks me out.
I guess I really just need to give my head a good shake and to go back over the weight management program to follow that lifestyle again. I need to lose the weight, I need to get healthier. I want to get better.