Diagnosed T1 on 1st September 1980, after peeing for Wales ,Scotland , Ireland and England , and drinking the contents of lake Windermere.
Things were a bit different back then . Didn’t check sugars so control was poor for years , I didn’t change my life at all really,
I loved my sport and swore that diabetes wouldn’t stop me doing anything and it didn’t , I drank smoked etc etc etc.
However it did come back to bite me in the perversion bum.
At 49 I had a heart attack all be it slight had a stent fitted it was then I decided I better screw the nut , in 2013 I dropped a hammer On my toe which resulted in amputation of right leg below the knee, during which I contracted sepsis which resulted in my kidneys dropping to 1% function , my partner was told I wouldn’t last the night, but hey I did and father 2 weeks of dialysis my kidneyfunction ended up at 30 %.
This sounds a bit of a horror story but it’s not , sure I have a prosthetic( got a great welsh flag on it btw) , my diabetic control is excellent thanks to
(A) actually taking my b/s ( Libre is great)
(B) looking after myself ( don’t smoke or drink these days and don’t miss either)
C and this is the biggest I think I have a positive attitude I don’t let diabetes control me I control it , it’s my body I do things that benefit me , obviously have to obey basic rules but try things that suit me eg I put my sensor for my lLibre on my stomach not had on drop off year and readings are great.
I never think why me ?
I just get on with the cards I’m dealt , having diabetes for nearly 40 teaches you that I can remember when diabetic control was restrictive but now it not that difficult ,
Plus there is a saying always someone worse off than you.
if I can survive with really bad control for the best part of 35 years and the ailments I’ve been through there is hope for anyone
I am more than surviving I am healthy I go to the gym 4 times a week I can walk on 1and half legs life is definitely worth living