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- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
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- Insulin
These cards to which I have been dealt have left me feeling broken, battered and defeated. It feels like I'm trying to climb an impossible hill which grows higher and higher every day. Trapped inside my own head, this forum has been my main outlet of temporary relief of the frustrations us type 1's live with every day. It seems as though many are managing their disability while others, my self included are struggling with a multitude of things. I'm constantly searching for an answer, some sort of game plan to kind of solve what to me is a problem with no known variables to answer the equation. Day and day again I keep thinking I can fix this but I can't, I'm stuck with this for life. I didn't ask for this, I sure as hell do not want this.. I would kill to be able to just be normal again.
Hello everyone my name is Brendon and I am a type 1 diabetic and have been since April of 2015. From the age of 5 till I was 22 I played hockey all of the time, once I turned about 10 that's when the cardio based training began, then at age 14 weight training was added and before you knew it that was the majority of my life when I wasn't at school. So when I wasn't at school hockey or training I was exhausted of people, exhausted of my broken dysfunctional family and I wanted an escape from the world. I looked towards games and found something that gave me an outlet from the real world, something I could use to get away from everything, to numb what felt like pain to me. I was told what to do, there were no IF ANDS or BUTS, just do it or you're grounded, everything is taken away and or get the belt. Ok, normal, maybe. I still had no choice or say in my own life then and it's all coming back to me, I feel like I have no choice now...
By the time I was finishing my junior career in hockey I was having severe shoulder problems, I decided to turn away a scholarship. It was time to enter the work force so I got a job with my uncle doing Property management / landscaping. This is when I hurt my other shoulder. Meanwhile tons of back and fourths with doctors, different testing had been ongoing for my other shoulder, it wasn't till 2012 I had my first surgery and then in 2014 on the other shoulder. Since then my body has been a complete mess; this didn't just affect my shoulders, I felt like my whole body started getting pulled out of whack. It became a nightmare, the constant struggle and amount of energy I poured into trying to be able to just get to the gym to stay healthy was astronomical and still is today.
Things just started piling up at this point, unable to work debt piled up, started feeling quite lethargic all the time but I needed to make money. My brother got me a job as a fiber optics technician which I was making decent money with a promising future and much more money to come; it looked like things were finally turning around. But that was short lived as only maybe 3-4 months in I started getting super sick, started feeling anxiety and depression very badly so I took a couple weeks off to try a program at the hospital and was prescribed anxiety meds. I went back and then bam it got even worse and before you knew it I was at the hospital getting diagnosed as a type 1 diabetic. Maybe about a week in the hospital and I was right back to working and did so for 19 months.
At first I felt good and in control but was spending 3-4 hours at the gym 6 days a week which wasn't necessarily what I wanted to be doing, but it was working. I got sick for the first time since being diagnosed and since then my diabetes has been a rollercoster ride with no seatbelt and a vacant custodian letting this ride go round and round 24/7 365 days a year. It was till October 2016 that I finally said to myself I can't do this anymore, everyday I felt sick, my sugars weren't good and I felt so unhealthy so I took a sickness leave. It's now nearing the end of my sickness leave and although my sugars have been better than they were, I know going back to that job they're going to go right back to how they were, it's the nature of the job, there is no consistency and to many variables.
I find myself here not knowing what the hell I'm going to do for income, bills...how can I even find a job with 2 broken shoulders, type 1 diabetes and live a fulfilling life. In life I just wanted to be free, free to do what I want to do, live on my terms and it has all been taken away from me.. It's heart breaking, really.. I just wanted simple, to go to the fridge and have a have a glass of milk and not think twice, put on my runners pick up and just go for a jog, but I can't, it's never going to be the same and I have no clue what to do.
The only thing I know is I have a wonderful woman in my life who loves and supports me and though all these bad things have happened to me, I still have her.. and a lovely dog, both who can put a smile on my face
This has been liberating getting this out and into words rather than swishing around in my head over and over; I feel a tiny bit of peace knowing that someone out there may stumble across and read this.
Hello everyone my name is Brendon and I am a type 1 diabetic and have been since April of 2015. From the age of 5 till I was 22 I played hockey all of the time, once I turned about 10 that's when the cardio based training began, then at age 14 weight training was added and before you knew it that was the majority of my life when I wasn't at school. So when I wasn't at school hockey or training I was exhausted of people, exhausted of my broken dysfunctional family and I wanted an escape from the world. I looked towards games and found something that gave me an outlet from the real world, something I could use to get away from everything, to numb what felt like pain to me. I was told what to do, there were no IF ANDS or BUTS, just do it or you're grounded, everything is taken away and or get the belt. Ok, normal, maybe. I still had no choice or say in my own life then and it's all coming back to me, I feel like I have no choice now...
By the time I was finishing my junior career in hockey I was having severe shoulder problems, I decided to turn away a scholarship. It was time to enter the work force so I got a job with my uncle doing Property management / landscaping. This is when I hurt my other shoulder. Meanwhile tons of back and fourths with doctors, different testing had been ongoing for my other shoulder, it wasn't till 2012 I had my first surgery and then in 2014 on the other shoulder. Since then my body has been a complete mess; this didn't just affect my shoulders, I felt like my whole body started getting pulled out of whack. It became a nightmare, the constant struggle and amount of energy I poured into trying to be able to just get to the gym to stay healthy was astronomical and still is today.
Things just started piling up at this point, unable to work debt piled up, started feeling quite lethargic all the time but I needed to make money. My brother got me a job as a fiber optics technician which I was making decent money with a promising future and much more money to come; it looked like things were finally turning around. But that was short lived as only maybe 3-4 months in I started getting super sick, started feeling anxiety and depression very badly so I took a couple weeks off to try a program at the hospital and was prescribed anxiety meds. I went back and then bam it got even worse and before you knew it I was at the hospital getting diagnosed as a type 1 diabetic. Maybe about a week in the hospital and I was right back to working and did so for 19 months.
At first I felt good and in control but was spending 3-4 hours at the gym 6 days a week which wasn't necessarily what I wanted to be doing, but it was working. I got sick for the first time since being diagnosed and since then my diabetes has been a rollercoster ride with no seatbelt and a vacant custodian letting this ride go round and round 24/7 365 days a year. It was till October 2016 that I finally said to myself I can't do this anymore, everyday I felt sick, my sugars weren't good and I felt so unhealthy so I took a sickness leave. It's now nearing the end of my sickness leave and although my sugars have been better than they were, I know going back to that job they're going to go right back to how they were, it's the nature of the job, there is no consistency and to many variables.
I find myself here not knowing what the hell I'm going to do for income, bills...how can I even find a job with 2 broken shoulders, type 1 diabetes and live a fulfilling life. In life I just wanted to be free, free to do what I want to do, live on my terms and it has all been taken away from me.. It's heart breaking, really.. I just wanted simple, to go to the fridge and have a have a glass of milk and not think twice, put on my runners pick up and just go for a jog, but I can't, it's never going to be the same and I have no clue what to do.
The only thing I know is I have a wonderful woman in my life who loves and supports me and though all these bad things have happened to me, I still have her.. and a lovely dog, both who can put a smile on my face
This has been liberating getting this out and into words rather than swishing around in my head over and over; I feel a tiny bit of peace knowing that someone out there may stumble across and read this.