Around July/ August 2019 I lost small amounts of weight 2-2.5kg which I thought was normal because I tend to eat less on holiday in the summer.
Came back to the UK and was losing about 7-8kg every month from September 2019.
I lost so much weight that my body fat percentage was around 4-5% and my weight loss actually slowed down because I was so underweight.
During this time I had dry skin, fatigue, random muscular cramps in the night, pain in a vein in my leg, lost hair every time I touched my head, extreme insatiable thirst, urinating frequently, facial/body/head hair was taking ages to grow.
I had searched up my symptoms multiple times online and it kept saying I was in diabetic ketoacidosis, me being ignorant I thought there’s no way in diabetic. The funny thing is I did so much Wikipedia research on type 1 diabetes and autoimmune diseases but I was confused so I just left it at that and denied me having it.
I just ignored everything and got used to it. My mum really encouraged me to call the GP so I did (I thought it was a waste of their time to be honest).
Turns out my GP was like a 1000% sure I’m diabetic, he did extensive testing, like 11 different tests, he was so sure that he even did a coeliac test (due to relation with type 1 diabetes).
I got a call 20 April 2020 and my doctor said I’m diabetic and that I need to go to the hospital right now. Me still being ignorant, I went to the hospital thinking they’re just going to hand me some tablets and I’m going to go home.
I see a consultant and he says I need to stay 1 night, max 2 nights. I get hooked up to a saline, glucose and insulin drip. I was so depressed and crying whenever the nurses weren’t there. I was so confused at the time like why me. Basically on my first night in hospital I taught myself everything about type 1 diabetes: antibodies, onset, treatment, risk factors, even potential cures
I was so depressed and crying all the time (no exaggeration), because of the sheer sadness my blood sugar was going even higher, in the end I taught myself carb counting and the different insulins - I realised I basically had to starve myself and administer more insulin to leave the hospital. So at the end it takes me 4 days to leave the hospital and I probably would’ve stayed longer if I didn’t go very very low carb in hospital.
Walked out the hospital... first thing I did was inject 2 units of insulin to go from 12 to 6