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- Type of diabetes
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My name is Pol and I joined this forum in January 2010 when my husband developed T1 diabetes at the age of 42. I actually joined the night he was in hospital on an insulin drip – I was terrified and this forum was a huge help. I hardly posted, but I read every day and honestly, it was such a help over that traumatic first year of being married to a diabetic. Seven years down the line, I still followed the forum on Facebook, but diabetes was just part of the family life – my husband managed it and that was that.
Then, last Wednesday I had a routine smear test booked at my GP. I saw the nurse and seeing as it had been a long time since I was last at the surgery, she asked if they could do a blood test and BP. Well, the BP was up, so she booked me for a repeat appointment in a fortnight and I went home and rejoined weightwatchers – because I was well aware that I was overweight. The next day I found an answer phone message that I needed to get the bloodtest redone in 2 weeks. Of course, my heart dropped, and when I picked up the form later that day from the surgery and saw the request was for HbA1c I could have cried.
Deciding there was no point in living in limbo for a fortnight, I used my husband’s spare monitor and started testing – fasting sugars are 9 to 10, pre meal 8 to 10 and 2 hours post 10-11. So there it is. I’ve not been diagnosed by the NHS yet, but I clearly have T2.
I’ve started walking everyday, I’m tracking with weightwatchers, but am also cutting carbs right down. We are away at our caravan this week – and I’m going to try and get into the best habits and try and get these figures down a bit possible before I see the doctor next week.
On the face of it I’m being very positive and doing all the right things. But honestly, I just feel sick and want to cry. I feel so stupid for not noticing this earlier. Of course I knew I was overweight, but I’ve been the same weight for years and in my mind I could get away with it and lose weight when I was a bit older. And of course now I think about it – I have been tired, but I’m a nursery teacher, and we’re all tired and stressed. My family are lovely and cuddly and kind – but the teenagers were just “Oh – mum’s diabetic – ok” – it’s not news in our household. I think I just want a few days of a pity party - so I decided that the best thing to do was to here. Last time round this forum was a life saver – so this time I’m hoping it will be just as much help.
Then, last Wednesday I had a routine smear test booked at my GP. I saw the nurse and seeing as it had been a long time since I was last at the surgery, she asked if they could do a blood test and BP. Well, the BP was up, so she booked me for a repeat appointment in a fortnight and I went home and rejoined weightwatchers – because I was well aware that I was overweight. The next day I found an answer phone message that I needed to get the bloodtest redone in 2 weeks. Of course, my heart dropped, and when I picked up the form later that day from the surgery and saw the request was for HbA1c I could have cried.
Deciding there was no point in living in limbo for a fortnight, I used my husband’s spare monitor and started testing – fasting sugars are 9 to 10, pre meal 8 to 10 and 2 hours post 10-11. So there it is. I’ve not been diagnosed by the NHS yet, but I clearly have T2.
I’ve started walking everyday, I’m tracking with weightwatchers, but am also cutting carbs right down. We are away at our caravan this week – and I’m going to try and get into the best habits and try and get these figures down a bit possible before I see the doctor next week.
On the face of it I’m being very positive and doing all the right things. But honestly, I just feel sick and want to cry. I feel so stupid for not noticing this earlier. Of course I knew I was overweight, but I’ve been the same weight for years and in my mind I could get away with it and lose weight when I was a bit older. And of course now I think about it – I have been tired, but I’m a nursery teacher, and we’re all tired and stressed. My family are lovely and cuddly and kind – but the teenagers were just “Oh – mum’s diabetic – ok” – it’s not news in our household. I think I just want a few days of a pity party - so I decided that the best thing to do was to here. Last time round this forum was a life saver – so this time I’m hoping it will be just as much help.