I've been a Type 2 Diabetic for just over 10 years. I have been on Metformin for as long, and Gliclazide on and off for about 6 years. Just over two years ago I started Victoza (Liraglutide) as prescribed to me via the Weight Management Team Diabetic Nurse. That was ok, and I loved the loss of appetite, but then the side effects outweighed the benefits and it was stopped by me. I continued on Metformin and Gliclazide but for the last 18 months my HbA1c has been high, last taken in May it was 119%.
A referral was made to to see the Diabetic Consultant by my Practice Nurse and I knew I was heading towards Insulin.
Fast forward and today I have seen a very nice Doctor and we discussed pros and cons of insulin. Personally I was terrified of commencing insulin because of the fear of weight gain. My weight today is 149kg. We agreed for me to try Bydureon and be reviewed by him in 4 months when I shall also have another blood test. I will also see the Diabetic Nurse in 2 months time.
I hold my hands up and admit there is room in my diet for major improvement, but I am and always have been an emotional eater. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and have received sufficient treatment for that to cope day to day, but my eating seems to be something I just cannot control. It is a form of self harm that just rules my life.
Because my blood sugars are so high, I am exhausted, which in turns affects my mood, which in turn means I eat junk food.
It seems to be a vicious circle I cannot control.
I am desperate to change. I just no longer no where to turn to for help.
It does not help that almost 2 years ago I was scheduled for a Gastric Sleeve, went through all the correct procedures, got funding in place and the morning of my surgery the hospital sent me home. They made a several errors on the day, which resulted in getting a nice apology and a bouquet of flowers. Now I have little chance of surgery until by HbA1c is down to normal levels.
I'm quite an isolated person so I have very little support around me, and the one family member I do have in my life is identical to me (my dad) he's just been diagnosed Type 2, is grossly overweight but constantly 'treats' me to food out. I hate it, I hate myself and the more time I am around him the more I hate him. BUT I know I am just as much to blame.
How do I change things?
A referral was made to to see the Diabetic Consultant by my Practice Nurse and I knew I was heading towards Insulin.
Fast forward and today I have seen a very nice Doctor and we discussed pros and cons of insulin. Personally I was terrified of commencing insulin because of the fear of weight gain. My weight today is 149kg. We agreed for me to try Bydureon and be reviewed by him in 4 months when I shall also have another blood test. I will also see the Diabetic Nurse in 2 months time.
I hold my hands up and admit there is room in my diet for major improvement, but I am and always have been an emotional eater. I have Borderline Personality Disorder and have received sufficient treatment for that to cope day to day, but my eating seems to be something I just cannot control. It is a form of self harm that just rules my life.
Because my blood sugars are so high, I am exhausted, which in turns affects my mood, which in turn means I eat junk food.
It seems to be a vicious circle I cannot control.
I am desperate to change. I just no longer no where to turn to for help.
It does not help that almost 2 years ago I was scheduled for a Gastric Sleeve, went through all the correct procedures, got funding in place and the morning of my surgery the hospital sent me home. They made a several errors on the day, which resulted in getting a nice apology and a bouquet of flowers. Now I have little chance of surgery until by HbA1c is down to normal levels.
I'm quite an isolated person so I have very little support around me, and the one family member I do have in my life is identical to me (my dad) he's just been diagnosed Type 2, is grossly overweight but constantly 'treats' me to food out. I hate it, I hate myself and the more time I am around him the more I hate him. BUT I know I am just as much to blame.
How do I change things?