Trachet
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- 1,564
- Location
- Portsmouth
- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Insulin
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- Curry. Rude people.
Hi, my name is Tracey, I'm a dramatic, mad piano player who is not 50 (yet!) I live on my own in Portsmouth. 20 years ago I was nearly 20 stone and developed T2. My eldest bruv has T1 and the other bruv is also T2. Since I was first diagnosed I have lost over 5 stone and hopefully every year I have lost a bit more weight. My HBA1c has been constantly high, about 11-14. A couple of years ago I started seeing a community diabetic nurse and my last 4 blood tests have come down significantly.
I've always been overweight, it's a family trait. But it has never prevented me from being active. I used to play around 4 hours of tennis a week and if I go swimming I usually swim for an hour, without stopping. I am now really into cycling and try to cycle instead of using my car. I also cycle with a few groups going on 2-3 hours rides (ok including a stop for coffee and cake).
Since my BG levels have come down my health has deteriorated. I have a problem with my big toe and then in January this year I was diagnosed with neovascular glaucoma (NVG). I started having weird headaches on a Saturday, went to the emergency eye clinic on Monday then I had my first procedure on Wednesday. Since then I have had to take lots of eye drops, up to 15 a day, vile Diamox tablets, which makes things taste vile, lots of laser surgery more injections into my eye and an operation to try and lower the pressure in my R eye. Since then my eyesight has gone in my right eye. Just had injections into both eyes today and I have to go back to hospital for 2 more appointments next week.
The treatment has been brilliant but the communication has been dire. I would often receive a letter telling me I have an appointment in 2 days time. They cancelled the surgery twice, but I stood my ground and was rushed in as an emergency as the pressure in my eye was sky high - 60. As I signed the consent form I asked the junior Dr what vision I would have after the surgery. She told me 'We are not doing it to save your sight we're doing it to save your eye!' what a charming way to tell you your vision was going. The same Dr the other week talked over my reclined body and kept saying to the consultant 'the non-seeing eye'. (I wanted to punch her!)
Well that's it for now.
I've always been overweight, it's a family trait. But it has never prevented me from being active. I used to play around 4 hours of tennis a week and if I go swimming I usually swim for an hour, without stopping. I am now really into cycling and try to cycle instead of using my car. I also cycle with a few groups going on 2-3 hours rides (ok including a stop for coffee and cake).
Since my BG levels have come down my health has deteriorated. I have a problem with my big toe and then in January this year I was diagnosed with neovascular glaucoma (NVG). I started having weird headaches on a Saturday, went to the emergency eye clinic on Monday then I had my first procedure on Wednesday. Since then I have had to take lots of eye drops, up to 15 a day, vile Diamox tablets, which makes things taste vile, lots of laser surgery more injections into my eye and an operation to try and lower the pressure in my R eye. Since then my eyesight has gone in my right eye. Just had injections into both eyes today and I have to go back to hospital for 2 more appointments next week.
The treatment has been brilliant but the communication has been dire. I would often receive a letter telling me I have an appointment in 2 days time. They cancelled the surgery twice, but I stood my ground and was rushed in as an emergency as the pressure in my eye was sky high - 60. As I signed the consent form I asked the junior Dr what vision I would have after the surgery. She told me 'We are not doing it to save your sight we're doing it to save your eye!' what a charming way to tell you your vision was going. The same Dr the other week talked over my reclined body and kept saying to the consultant 'the non-seeing eye'. (I wanted to punch her!)
Well that's it for now.
