I'm so glad I found this forum! I'm from Argentina and we don't have sites like this. I sent my story to argentinian cosmopolitan and I'd like to share it with you. I have diabetes type 1 and got it when i was nearly 17; ironically i had stopped eating sugar a long time ago. It's funny how we ignore how life's gonna turn in the end.
I stopped eating sugar when I was 12, almost 13. I started dieting excesively and restringd myself from a lots of different food items; I completely excluded sugar and carbs from my diet, because I started my career as a model. Unconciously, I ended up eating nothing but vegetables and fruits, which led to anemia, anorexia and bulimia, added to a bad relationship with my family and depression. I kept on saying that I had a balanced diet while I eat almost nothing. When I became aware that I was sick and asked for help, I quit the agency at the age of 16.
At the beggining of 2007 I started taking theatre classes which relaxed me a lot, but I started to notice I had this feeling that I needed to consume sweet things. I had restricted myself from those for all those years and now that I was 'recovered' I allowed myself to eat a bit more. For months I eat lots of carbs -sugar and flour containing food- and noticed that I gained no weight. Even though I tried to mantain a balanced diet, I noticed that I drank almost 5 lts of water -I'm not lying-, peed (I'm not sure how to say it in english, sorry) like a horse and had all these red spots all over my face, shoulders and chest -which I had never had, not even a black-head. I also had lots of crams (when your muscles tighten up and hurt, don't know the exact word) and started having palpitations.
I went to so many doctors which diagnosed so many different things, because when I told them that I ate balanced -even mentioning that I had those weired desires for sweets-, went to the gym, have an athletic figure (sorry if it's not right spelled), etc., they never though I would end up with diabetes. One of them gave me two shots of penicilin -very painful-, other one said it was the depression and send me a prescription for venlafaxine, and a few more diagnoses.
The night before my come, begged my mom to go and buy banans -which I hate- because I felt like having a banana milk shake -which i have!!!!- with sugar. When she got home I was on the floor, he called the doctor who lives right in front of my house and took me to a clinic. I woke up two days after, with oxigen and suero (the thng that they put in your arm) and stayed there for two weeks; 8 days in ICU and the rest of the days iin the building upstairs.
What I keep on saying to everyone is that, even though I have diabetes and it's in fact a disease, I'm much more healthier now than back then when my pancreas still pumped insulin. For almost the half of my life (yesterday I turned 19) I had thought I ate healthy while I wasn't aware that in the end that's how I would HAVE to eat.
Greetings! Lola from Argentina.
If anyone's interested in chatting, which I'd appreciate to do with some english speakers,please PM me.
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