Cumberland
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- Location
- Cumbria
- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
- Treatment type
- Insulin
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- Foodwise Nuts & Mushrooms (Vomit)
Mine was 7.8 and not a scone in sight (or even in the stomach)
No just bored of tech, also experimenting with, if my BSL is running high and I end up excreting it out via the usual route if I can use it to sweeten my coffee.
However it seems that at 10mmol it really is not sweet enough, so might have to experiment and push it up to 15mmol to see if that works, however having a sweet tooth is not helping
Mmmm love scones mmmm
How does everyone pronounce ‘Scone’
Is it scone as in gone
Is it scone as in cone
I’m from the north so for me it’s Scone as in gone lol
Hi @Cumberland, Nice and windy in Adelaide, just right for the kite festival here at Easter.@kitedoc
Thanks for your post
I’m actually getting my feet up and elevated for good long stretches lazing on the sofa
I’m just a bit upset/annoyed that I can’t walk puppy Wispa
Ah well all in good time
How are you doing down under?
My sister and BIL are currently in Adelaide staying with their daughter and family
@smc4761 happy diaversary to you. How horrible to lose your ideal job after diagnosis.
You brought back some memories. I was sent home from a Glasgow hospital a couple of years before you. The glass syringe with javelin needles took my breath away. Were you, like me, prescribed inch long needles (24mm) instead of the usual half inch ones (12mm)? I shed lots of tears, watching the needle bend as I tried to use my glass syringe for the first time.
I've always wondered if the hospital had run out of the blue plastic containers for the syringe. I was told to ask my GP to prescribe the container but he said he'd never heard of it, and I would have to get it from the hospital. (My GP was a bit of an idiot but I couldn't believe that I was the only Type 1 diabetic he had on his list.) Eventually a doctor at the clinic wrote down the name of the container and I gave this to my GP. He still maintained that he'd never heard of it. The same clinic doctor told me I should've been prescribed half inch needles rather than the one inch ones.
Afternoon guys, off to hospital soon for my trial run with the Libre, I hope it goes okay and I understand it !
If I have time after that, I will go and have my blood test for hospital coelaic appointment in May.
Hope you are all enjoying the sunshine ( I will be walking to hospital, so 40 mins and 40 mins back and have already done 10.183 Fitbit steps
Gosh, I'd forgotten about the busy clinics. I used to wonder how much training the junior doctors actually got before being free to see us patients. Unfortunately it's due to the diabetes clinic that I developed my great distrust of doctors. It would have been so much better if we'd had DSNs in those days. It was 5 weeks to the day after diagnosis that a junior doctor told me I was cheating in my diet, and then accused me of falsifying my test results. I couldn't believe anyone could say such things as I was doing everything by the book! I went to the library to see if I could figure out what was going on. I decided that I'd most likely gone through the honeymoon period and my blood sugars were rising. That same doctor saw me every single time I went to the clinic, for ages. He cracked a joke once and I deliberately sat there with a straight face. It's ridiculous, but I felt great walking out of the room that day!I cannot recall the size of needles, just know they were huge. Ignorance about diabetes was pretty rife back then. We have changed and learned so much in the years that followed
One thing I used to hate was going to diabetic clinic at hospital. About 40 of us would turn up all given the same appointment time of 9am. You could pretty much guarantee that you were at end of list. wait for 3 hours, see the doc who would ask how you were and that was pretty much that
Morning my favourite pancreatically chums. Hope you are all having a good day
Its my Diaversary today. 18 April 1981 is a day that remains firmly etched on my mind. The day that changed my life completley and made me into the person I am today.
For about a month prior to that day, I had a constant thirst, was going to loo about 50 times a day and had lost about 2 stone in weight over a fairly short period. I know it now but how much more classic symptoms can you get. Went to my doctor who could find nothing wrong with me. Seriously, he should have been struck off for incompetance.
Not sure how it happened but I made my way to hospital, maybe the doc did make an appointment, about 10 days later as I was pretty much a mess by that point. Drove up there on my wee Honda C90 motorbike to be given the devastating news I was a type 1 diabetic. Dont think I had ever even heard of diabetes.
I was told to go home bring in some PJ's and clothing as I would need to be admitted for a short time. I drove home, grabbed my stuff, including a 2 litre bottle of coke, as I was thirsty. My folks were not at home so think i left them a note, no mobiles in those days.
I stayed there for a week till they sorted me out. Practising injecting into oranges at 45 degree angle. Was told about exchanges. Told to pee into a test tube a couple of times each day to test me urine, given some glass syringes with needles the size of a small javelin and that was pretty much it. Come back in a week
That was just the start. At that time I was a police officer in Glasgow going through my probationary period, I was 18 months into my 2 year probation. Back then no DDA laws so about a month later I was called in and told I was being discharged on medical grounds. Great, a chronic life time illness and now no job. Throw in some quite severe hypos in my first few months and my life was a complete joy. On the plus side there was only 1 way to go, UP
38 years later still here, now with an insulin pump and Libre having seen some quite dramatic changes and progress particularly in last 10 years with the treatment of type 1
Would I change it all, looking back. Of course i would, I had my dream job and had what I thought was my whole life ahead of me as a young fit man.How could this happen to me. I was very fit, was an excellent cross country runner, played basketball for my county and enjoyed all things outdoors.
However I now look back now and have no hatred and resentment to this chronic illness. Right or wrong it has shaped me into the person I am now. Just grateful to the friends and family who have supported me through the good times and bad times.
Type 1 is a pain, sorry cant paint it any other way, but hey ho just have to brush yourself down and get on with the cards life has dealt you
Sorry for the long rant just had to let it go
Mmmm love scones mmmm
How does everyone pronounce ‘Scone’
Is it scone as in gone
Is it scone as in cone
I’m from the north so for me it’s Scone as in gone lol
What profession did you end up in?
As in cone
as in goneMmmm love scones mmmm
How does everyone pronounce ‘Scone’
Is it scone as in gone
Is it scone as in cone
I’m from the north so for me it’s Scone as in gone lol
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