So, here I am. By no means a newly diagnosed Type 2, I was diagnosed around 9 years ago. So what has brought me here? Why now? For the 9 or so years since my diagnosis I have more or less completely ignored the fact I am diabetic. I take my meds occasionally, I attend my retinopothy appointments occasionally, I attend my diabetic nurse appointments occasionally. All the while I have continued eating and to a lesser extent drinking whatever I like and unfortunately I have the sweetest of sweet teeth. Cakes, biscuits, chocolate, you name it and I have gorged myself on it.
Yesterday, following my latest blood test (Hba1c of 104) I have been told I need to go onto insulin. This has really shaken me to be honest, not the thought of injections or anything like that but the progression and worsening of my condition. It was absolutely inevitable considering the disregard I have thus far treated shown for my condition but still difficult to shake the feeling of self-loathing. I have read the sticky on this forum and it resonates loudly with me. If I want to acknowledge it's within my control to improve and treat this condition then I have to accept the fact it is because of my own actions I am where I am.
Whilst I battle that little head-fudge I am resolved, for now at least, to do better, to live life like a diabetic should. Eating in a responsible manner, taking this as serious as it actually is. Perhaps I've never taken it seriously because there are no obvious symptoms, no shadows on a scan, no x-rays to look at, nothing outwardly visible only numbers on a screen. If I ignore it, it'll go away, right? Nope!
Perhaps the biggest thing I am trying to educate myself on is food and what to eat. At the very best of times I am an incredibly fussy eater and my palette is bland and very limiting. If I take away the diabetic no-no's then I'm left with so very little I can eat and this I'm finding a little over-whelming. I am sure this website and forum is going to be and absolute gold mine for someone like me trying to decipher information. If nothing else, just typing all this out has been fairly cathartic.
I'd be interested to hear how others coped with their diagnosis and if my reaction rings true with anyone else?
I need to find my cake/biscuit version of methadone!! Suggestions
Yesterday, following my latest blood test (Hba1c of 104) I have been told I need to go onto insulin. This has really shaken me to be honest, not the thought of injections or anything like that but the progression and worsening of my condition. It was absolutely inevitable considering the disregard I have thus far treated shown for my condition but still difficult to shake the feeling of self-loathing. I have read the sticky on this forum and it resonates loudly with me. If I want to acknowledge it's within my control to improve and treat this condition then I have to accept the fact it is because of my own actions I am where I am.
Whilst I battle that little head-fudge I am resolved, for now at least, to do better, to live life like a diabetic should. Eating in a responsible manner, taking this as serious as it actually is. Perhaps I've never taken it seriously because there are no obvious symptoms, no shadows on a scan, no x-rays to look at, nothing outwardly visible only numbers on a screen. If I ignore it, it'll go away, right? Nope!
Perhaps the biggest thing I am trying to educate myself on is food and what to eat. At the very best of times I am an incredibly fussy eater and my palette is bland and very limiting. If I take away the diabetic no-no's then I'm left with so very little I can eat and this I'm finding a little over-whelming. I am sure this website and forum is going to be and absolute gold mine for someone like me trying to decipher information. If nothing else, just typing all this out has been fairly cathartic.
I'd be interested to hear how others coped with their diagnosis and if my reaction rings true with anyone else?
I need to find my cake/biscuit version of methadone!! Suggestions
