TikPandora
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Well, this is not a forum I was ever expecting nor hoping to join. But that in no way has to do with the strong and wonderful people on it.
My name is Jacob McNeel, and I am a 24 year old male living in the United States. I am about to graduate college with my second degree, and I just took a job as a server at a local restaurant yesterday in order to make ends meet.
I also got the wonderful diagnosis of being diabetic yesterday.
How I came to getting this diagnosis is actually quite a tale. I am a hypochondriac, and about a month ago I went into the urologist to have a testicular ultrasound performed. As par for the course the urologist also did a urine test on me. She told me I was cancer free (as expected) during the appointment, but also said that I had an abnormal amount of ketones and sugar in my urine and that I should consult my primary GP for a blood test.
Now, me being young and stupid simply brushed off the sugar in my urine from the cephalexin I was taking at the time for a finger infection. Now, fast forward to two days ago. I was in my GP's office due to another hypochondriacal situation which is completely unrelated to anything and decided to bring up the results with her from the urine test a month before. She ordered a blood test, I had it done...and then boom, I was told that I have type 2 diabetes.
As unexpected of a diagnosis as it was, I'm really not surprised. Diabetes runs in both sides of my family and with the way I had been living...doing barely anything physical and eating whatever I wanted and as much of it as I could, I knew the results of the blood test before I was even given them. I immediately began to take Metformin and bought a meter/test strips/lances...all of it. The gravity of the diagnosis took a few hours to hit, but then my hypochondriac nature kicked in. I began to Google everything I possibly could...such as:
"Is diabetes terminal?"
"Average age of death from diabetes?"
"Am I going to die from diabetes type 2?"
And of course, I ran into horror stories of people who had continued living the way they had been. People who had died young from simply not doing anything about their disease. I am not going to be one of those people. I made a choice, a commitment to myself that I was going to live just as long with diabetes as I would have without it. To be honest, even though I was only diagnosed yesterday, I think diabetes may be the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I certainly would have continued my old lifestyle had I not been given this diagnosis, and even with diabetes, I feel that the push to lose weight and become healthy might have actually saved me.
Of course, it still isn't without it's minor scares. I expected that the Metformin would start to work immediately, and while I know that isn't true, taking a reading of 340 last night sent me into a spiral of depression. I now know though that it takes time, and that I should be able to start actually managing my blood glucose in a few days. It's still very high, but it's in no way as high as it was last night.
So, here I am. I made an account here to talk to others about my condition. I made an account to get tips and suggestions to live better and to live longer. I made the decision that I am going to rise above this condition and live a better life because of it. With the help from my best friend Daniel and my family, as well as everyone else...I will rise above.
My name is Jacob McNeel. It's nice to meet you all.
My name is Jacob McNeel, and I am a 24 year old male living in the United States. I am about to graduate college with my second degree, and I just took a job as a server at a local restaurant yesterday in order to make ends meet.
I also got the wonderful diagnosis of being diabetic yesterday.
How I came to getting this diagnosis is actually quite a tale. I am a hypochondriac, and about a month ago I went into the urologist to have a testicular ultrasound performed. As par for the course the urologist also did a urine test on me. She told me I was cancer free (as expected) during the appointment, but also said that I had an abnormal amount of ketones and sugar in my urine and that I should consult my primary GP for a blood test.
Now, me being young and stupid simply brushed off the sugar in my urine from the cephalexin I was taking at the time for a finger infection. Now, fast forward to two days ago. I was in my GP's office due to another hypochondriacal situation which is completely unrelated to anything and decided to bring up the results with her from the urine test a month before. She ordered a blood test, I had it done...and then boom, I was told that I have type 2 diabetes.
As unexpected of a diagnosis as it was, I'm really not surprised. Diabetes runs in both sides of my family and with the way I had been living...doing barely anything physical and eating whatever I wanted and as much of it as I could, I knew the results of the blood test before I was even given them. I immediately began to take Metformin and bought a meter/test strips/lances...all of it. The gravity of the diagnosis took a few hours to hit, but then my hypochondriac nature kicked in. I began to Google everything I possibly could...such as:
"Is diabetes terminal?"
"Average age of death from diabetes?"
"Am I going to die from diabetes type 2?"
And of course, I ran into horror stories of people who had continued living the way they had been. People who had died young from simply not doing anything about their disease. I am not going to be one of those people. I made a choice, a commitment to myself that I was going to live just as long with diabetes as I would have without it. To be honest, even though I was only diagnosed yesterday, I think diabetes may be the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I certainly would have continued my old lifestyle had I not been given this diagnosis, and even with diabetes, I feel that the push to lose weight and become healthy might have actually saved me.
Of course, it still isn't without it's minor scares. I expected that the Metformin would start to work immediately, and while I know that isn't true, taking a reading of 340 last night sent me into a spiral of depression. I now know though that it takes time, and that I should be able to start actually managing my blood glucose in a few days. It's still very high, but it's in no way as high as it was last night.
So, here I am. I made an account here to talk to others about my condition. I made an account to get tips and suggestions to live better and to live longer. I made the decision that I am going to rise above this condition and live a better life because of it. With the help from my best friend Daniel and my family, as well as everyone else...I will rise above.
My name is Jacob McNeel. It's nice to meet you all.