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<blockquote data-quote="EllieM" data-source="post: 2514886" data-attributes="member: 372717"><p>I was very lucky in that my mother was diagnosed T1 in her early twenties (mid 1950s), very very late (as in she almost died and was skeletally thin). So when aged 8 I wanted a drink of water two middle of the nights running, she had me off to our GP to do some tests. I had no idea what it was about, they just told me I needed some blood tests and if they were negative I'd have to retest, so I naively hoped they'd be positive. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>They sent me to hospital with my mother to be "balanced" , claiming that she needed to be "rebalanced" (I'm sure that wasn't true and in retrospect I don't know if she was actually staying in the hospital, but my biggest memory of the time was being given two barbies with two shoeboxes of their clothes and accessories from a teenage family friend who was growing out of them.)</p><p></p><p>At the time my parents presented it to me as not being a big deal, which made sense because I already knew my mother was T1. I learnt as an adult that my mother felt agonisingly guilty about it, and was busy being told/fearing I'd die at 50. but I had no clue at the time. T1 was just an inconvenience that I had to put up with, a bit like brushing your teeth. I only learnt about diabetic complications when I was much older (this was pre glucometer so blood sugar control was pretty basic, you either urinated sugar or you didn't).</p><p></p><p>I am very grateful to my parents for a lot of things, including how they handled my diabetes. (When my children were little I occasionally worried they might have T1, and invested in a tub of urine testing strips, on the principle that if they were T1 they'd soon enough have bgs over 10, and the bg strips would detect that without traumatising them with blood tests. Luckily I very rarely needed to use the strips and they were always negative.)</p><p></p><p>My mother was brought up as a Christian scientist, not 100% sure what would have happened if she'd been diagnosed as a child.... (Though I suspect her mother would have broken with her religion rather than watch her child die, and my grandparents did have medical care in their old age.)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="EllieM, post: 2514886, member: 372717"] I was very lucky in that my mother was diagnosed T1 in her early twenties (mid 1950s), very very late (as in she almost died and was skeletally thin). So when aged 8 I wanted a drink of water two middle of the nights running, she had me off to our GP to do some tests. I had no idea what it was about, they just told me I needed some blood tests and if they were negative I'd have to retest, so I naively hoped they'd be positive. :):):) They sent me to hospital with my mother to be "balanced" , claiming that she needed to be "rebalanced" (I'm sure that wasn't true and in retrospect I don't know if she was actually staying in the hospital, but my biggest memory of the time was being given two barbies with two shoeboxes of their clothes and accessories from a teenage family friend who was growing out of them.) At the time my parents presented it to me as not being a big deal, which made sense because I already knew my mother was T1. I learnt as an adult that my mother felt agonisingly guilty about it, and was busy being told/fearing I'd die at 50. but I had no clue at the time. T1 was just an inconvenience that I had to put up with, a bit like brushing your teeth. I only learnt about diabetic complications when I was much older (this was pre glucometer so blood sugar control was pretty basic, you either urinated sugar or you didn't). I am very grateful to my parents for a lot of things, including how they handled my diabetes. (When my children were little I occasionally worried they might have T1, and invested in a tub of urine testing strips, on the principle that if they were T1 they'd soon enough have bgs over 10, and the bg strips would detect that without traumatising them with blood tests. Luckily I very rarely needed to use the strips and they were always negative.) My mother was brought up as a Christian scientist, not 100% sure what would have happened if she'd been diagnosed as a child.... (Though I suspect her mother would have broken with her religion rather than watch her child die, and my grandparents did have medical care in their old age.) [/QUOTE]
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