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- Type of diabetes
- Type 2
- Treatment type
- Diet only
- Dislikes
- People with a talent for bullsh1t
I was diagnosed with Type 2 in March last year at the age of 47. I suspect however that I've actually been diabetic for possibly 3-5 years due to the number of sweet things I was eating, a liking for unhealthy foods, too many sugary lattes etc. My weight was also creeping up due to little or no exercise.
In January 2015 I decided to implement a new year resolution to eat healthier and get a bit more exercise. As step one of my cunning plan I got myself a NutriBullit with the intention of trying to add more healthy options to my diet. Unfortunately my good intentions actually tipped me over the edge due to me making far too many fruit concoctions with it. Within a couple of weeks all the classic symptoms were piling up one after the other with the crunch coming one weekend in February when the sight in my left eye became blurry, I couldn't quench my thirst, was up multiple times during the night and various other little things. That's when I knew I had diabetes and self denial wasn't going to solve the problem.
A friend of mine suggested I test my sugar levels as her husband was Type 2 and she recognised the signs. So I did and found that my blood sugar was 22.7. End of argument really. I booked a doctor's appointment, he immediately referred me to the local hospital and once there of course, with a reading of 15.5 on the day, they didn't take long to confirm what I already knew.
So being told I was Type 2 was actually good news for me because it gave me the kick up the **** I needed to really change my habits. I looked on it as a challenge, not a hindrance. Once on 500mg medication, within 3 weeks I had managed to get my blood levels down to 7 - 10 by cutting out the bad habits and despite some peaks here and there, that's where they generally stayed for the next year.
After my last check up in the hospital, they were very happy with my progress but still felt that my levels needed to come down more and I needed to lose some weight. I was not huge, but at my heaviest I was 15st 7lbs which was at least 2st overweight... all congregated in the belly.
In May I took a radical step and went on the Lipotrim diet. This is NOT for the feint hearted, it's a very tough regimen, and not recommended to all. I was supposed to do this diet for 4 weeks, giving up the meds while I was doing so, but after 3 weeks I had actually achieved my goals. I got my weight down from 14st 1lb to 12st 13lb and my bloods over the 3 week period never rose above 7. So I managed to shave a full week off the time on the diet. I must confess that while doing the Lipotrim, the first week I followed it strictly, but not for the following 2 weeks. However, I tailored it to suit myself and kept the carbs to absolute minimum - alternating between having the Lipotrim shake and a lo-carb/carb-free meal.
It's now 3 weeks later and I'm still at the same 12st 13lb weight, still off the meds and my bloods have not registered outside the 4-7 range. I still test the bloods twice a day so I can see how I'm doing. I haven't fallen back on my old habits, but i haven't cut out everything I used to enjoy either. I've just been a bit more sensible with how I eat, when I eat and what I eat.
I'd like to think I've seen the last of Type 2 - maybe, maybe not, but I've definitely taken control of it. And feeling pretty **** good too.
In January 2015 I decided to implement a new year resolution to eat healthier and get a bit more exercise. As step one of my cunning plan I got myself a NutriBullit with the intention of trying to add more healthy options to my diet. Unfortunately my good intentions actually tipped me over the edge due to me making far too many fruit concoctions with it. Within a couple of weeks all the classic symptoms were piling up one after the other with the crunch coming one weekend in February when the sight in my left eye became blurry, I couldn't quench my thirst, was up multiple times during the night and various other little things. That's when I knew I had diabetes and self denial wasn't going to solve the problem.
A friend of mine suggested I test my sugar levels as her husband was Type 2 and she recognised the signs. So I did and found that my blood sugar was 22.7. End of argument really. I booked a doctor's appointment, he immediately referred me to the local hospital and once there of course, with a reading of 15.5 on the day, they didn't take long to confirm what I already knew.
So being told I was Type 2 was actually good news for me because it gave me the kick up the **** I needed to really change my habits. I looked on it as a challenge, not a hindrance. Once on 500mg medication, within 3 weeks I had managed to get my blood levels down to 7 - 10 by cutting out the bad habits and despite some peaks here and there, that's where they generally stayed for the next year.
After my last check up in the hospital, they were very happy with my progress but still felt that my levels needed to come down more and I needed to lose some weight. I was not huge, but at my heaviest I was 15st 7lbs which was at least 2st overweight... all congregated in the belly.
In May I took a radical step and went on the Lipotrim diet. This is NOT for the feint hearted, it's a very tough regimen, and not recommended to all. I was supposed to do this diet for 4 weeks, giving up the meds while I was doing so, but after 3 weeks I had actually achieved my goals. I got my weight down from 14st 1lb to 12st 13lb and my bloods over the 3 week period never rose above 7. So I managed to shave a full week off the time on the diet. I must confess that while doing the Lipotrim, the first week I followed it strictly, but not for the following 2 weeks. However, I tailored it to suit myself and kept the carbs to absolute minimum - alternating between having the Lipotrim shake and a lo-carb/carb-free meal.
It's now 3 weeks later and I'm still at the same 12st 13lb weight, still off the meds and my bloods have not registered outside the 4-7 range. I still test the bloods twice a day so I can see how I'm doing. I haven't fallen back on my old habits, but i haven't cut out everything I used to enjoy either. I've just been a bit more sensible with how I eat, when I eat and what I eat.
I'd like to think I've seen the last of Type 2 - maybe, maybe not, but I've definitely taken control of it. And feeling pretty **** good too.