PIPPO_PIPPI
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Hi Jibril.
I am 79 years old and discovered I was T1 at the age of 16, in January 1959, when diabetes was a disease barely known to most doctors, so much that I was prescribed tablets, not insulin!
A week later I had a terrible hyperglycemia of 7.27, with coma, ambulance and emergency room, and fortunately I survived.
But when I woke up, I found that my life had totally changed: insulin injections every day, a terrible diet, blood and urine tests, frequent doctor's visits, no chance to go with friends for pizza or ice cream or to drink a Coke, and so on , and to end up, with a life expectancy of 40 years at most!
I had to stay two months in the hospital, and I fell into a severe depression, so I refused to go back to school the following Autumn.
My parents respected my will, so for a few months I lived my life trying to accept what had happened to me.
I started going to the local library and began to read and see books about traveling to wonderful places in the world, most of which were previously unknown to me, and this was my trigger, that changed the way I looked at my life.
So I decided that since the world was so beautiful and had so many wonders to be seen, my illness would not prevent me from doing so.
That same year, in September, I was back in school, and 8 years later I graduated with a degree in aeronautical engineering, joined a major airline and had a full life, married, two daughters and now two grandchildren, traveled all over the world for job and pleasure, seing wonders I never thought existed.
All this because I decided I was stronger than a stupid disease, because I had the rules, the intelligence and the will to live with it and not submitted to it.
I am the winner and I am proud to be!
Try to find your own trigger, and remember,
"YOU CAN."
Best wishes.
Andrea
I am 79 years old and discovered I was T1 at the age of 16, in January 1959, when diabetes was a disease barely known to most doctors, so much that I was prescribed tablets, not insulin!
A week later I had a terrible hyperglycemia of 7.27, with coma, ambulance and emergency room, and fortunately I survived.
But when I woke up, I found that my life had totally changed: insulin injections every day, a terrible diet, blood and urine tests, frequent doctor's visits, no chance to go with friends for pizza or ice cream or to drink a Coke, and so on , and to end up, with a life expectancy of 40 years at most!
I had to stay two months in the hospital, and I fell into a severe depression, so I refused to go back to school the following Autumn.
My parents respected my will, so for a few months I lived my life trying to accept what had happened to me.
I started going to the local library and began to read and see books about traveling to wonderful places in the world, most of which were previously unknown to me, and this was my trigger, that changed the way I looked at my life.
So I decided that since the world was so beautiful and had so many wonders to be seen, my illness would not prevent me from doing so.
That same year, in September, I was back in school, and 8 years later I graduated with a degree in aeronautical engineering, joined a major airline and had a full life, married, two daughters and now two grandchildren, traveled all over the world for job and pleasure, seing wonders I never thought existed.
All this because I decided I was stronger than a stupid disease, because I had the rules, the intelligence and the will to live with it and not submitted to it.
I am the winner and I am proud to be!
Try to find your own trigger, and remember,
"YOU CAN."
Best wishes.
Andrea
