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Diagnosed?

Dacuslive

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Type of diabetes
Type 1
Treatment type
Insulin
Just thought it would be interesting to hear other people's story's of diagnosis so im going to ask........(if you don't mind talking about the experience)

What happened on that day of diagnosis?

So I was 11 years old, feeling a little different than the average day I left for school and had a strange urge for liquid, of any kind (as in a drink). I got 2 chocolate milkshakes with my dinner money and rapidly drank both. Once at school I stared feeling worse, not like me to actually feel ill and want to go home, normally it was just a blag, so I went to the school nurse (I assume she though "this is Joe, he just wants to go home") so she sat me in the med room and said she would see how I felt in a while. Within 10mins her room was covered in my vomit and she realised her mistake and called my parents. Mum left work picked me up and took me to docs. They had a few words then pulled out what was to become my new friend blood glucose meter. The test came back 44.4, 15 years and I still remember I'm impressed :) he told me I had diabetes I got scared and cried :( poor lickle boy I was off to hospital. The staff there were amazing they made me feel a lot better which was a hard thing to do I'm sure. 2 weeks in hospital but boring but had playstation and endless films to watch so could have been worse.

So what about you??
 
My diagnosis was quite similar to yours.. Except my mum picked up on my symptoms and took me to the doctors one Monday morning before school! I was also 11, the doctor tested my blood (I think it was 34) and sent me straight to hospital. I don't remember crying - I was probably in denial ha - but cried when they tried to make me inject myself. 10 days spent in hospital with a playstation and films, probably used as a distraction from all the needles. Things could've been worse :)
There are probably people on here with much more dramatic stories to tell!
 
I don't remember much because I was five. I know that I had all the classic symptoms and I do remember being in hospital after the diagnosis and a whole team of doctors and student doctors trying to pin down wriggling, little skinny me for the second injection. You know, when I was starting to realize this would be a regular thing, not just a one-off. And I remember later at home becoming really really good at hiding behind curtains and sliding drawers out just enough for me to slide my self in, head sideways, and slip under sheets and blankets, so no one could find me to stick a needle in me. In fact, I used to then eventually emerge just out of sheer boredom. But I was never sorry about the parental panic. I saw it as them or me obviously. I wanted to win and avoid the bloody needles. In those days needles were HUGE!
 
The first symptom I had was thirst - I was visiting York with my family, and being a huge fan of orange juice, I took complete advantage of the breakfast buffet and consumed about 5 glasses. As you can imagine, I was dying of thirst like never before an hour or so later. Funnily enough, I googled my symptoms that night and joked to my sister about how I thought I had type one diabetes. Wasn't so funny three weeks later when a trip to a walk in centre spurred on by my continuing thirst led to me being sent to hospital and officially diagnosed! I was incredibly lucky that despite ketones of 5.2 I didn't really feel ill. Now I'm 6 months in and haven't had five consecutive glasses of orange juice since
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I don't remember being diagnosed but having asked my mum I always get the same story. She noticed I had been drinking a lot more than usual but she thought it was just a phase as I was only 1 years old she put me down for a nap and when she came to check on me I'd been sick everywhere and so she was worried, it was the weekend so the GP wasn't open so I was taken to a local walk in centre where they instantly sent me to the hospital. After many tests I was diagnosed and my poor parents had to learn how to do all the blood tests and injections on me. Thankfully because I was so young I wasn't phased by the needles! I spent a few days in hospital hooked up to wires and my mum told me that the first time she was able to hold me after a few days when I was placed on her lap I wrapped my arms round her and wouldn't let go and all the nurses kept saying how sweet it was I'm 17 years into having diabetes and I still find it mind boggling at times haha!
 
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