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My story starts as a young child. I was adopted as a newborn into the most loving family anyone could ever ask for. As a young child I watched my father battle his diabetes almost daily. I learned a great deal from my father! Sadly, due to a weak heart from his lifelong battle with diabetes, we lost him at the age of 56 in the summer of 2004 to a massive heart attack. Now skip ahead 6 years. I'm 32, overweight, and unhealthy at 5'6" and 250 pounds and as far as I know, no history of diabetes in my biological genes. On my 32nd birthday, I'm having issues with my eyes, everything is blurry, so I go get my eyes checked at a mall eye clinic. They just give me glasses and send me home. Throughout the course of the next six months, I'm constantly thirsty, urinating ALL the time, and I've lost 50 pounds. My wife (then my girlfriend) begs me to get checked out, however, I'm really enjoying the weight loss. I tell her nothing is wrong, but if I get below 160 pounds (thinking no way is that gonna happen) I'll go get checked out. Well, needless to say, 6 months later, I was at 155 pounds and in my doctors office with an A1C of over 11 and blood sugars over 560. Initially diagnosed as T2. On oral meds for 6 months and not really working. After changing docs and adding a diabetes specialist we found that I had latent onset adult diabetes or type 1.5 if you will. After making the switch to insulin things got a lot better. It's still an everyday battle to maintain healthy blood sugars but it's not a fight I'm gonna lose!! I really wish I had dad to help coach me along, but watching and living with him taught me so much. My friends and family have been super supportive. Thankfully The Lord blessed me through my father and familiarized myself with this disease. Without him, I would surely be lost. Adapt and overcome I always say
When I was in 3rd grade, I had bronchitis for the first time. Shortly after my bronchitis had run its course I was losing weight, eating way too much for a 9 year old and drinking what seemed like gallons of water, (and, of course peeing all the time).
I ended up going to Disney Land with my dad and his wife for vacation, that's when my dad started to notice the amount of weight I've lost and how I couldn't seem to get enough water. When we got to my mom's house after our vacation he kinda mentioned my behavior. (He was a little familiar with the symptoms because his dad was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes not too long before all of this happened). My parents seemed concerned, but I was 9, and I wasn't. I didn't know what it was, or what it meant.
That weekend I went to my mom's dad's house and I guess she must have said something to him because he kept trying to get me to check my sugar. Uh, no thanks. Anyway, it didn't happen that night. So, in the morning, while I was still sleeping, he checked my blood sugar and I was over 300! After that, I was taken to the ER and when my mom told them why we were there, the nurses looked at us like we had 8 heads, and kinda took their time...then they checked my sugar, 489! They kinda picked up the pace after that.
It took 9 people to hold down a little girl just to put an IV in...9 people. I spent over 2 weeks in the hospital, I WAS SO BORED!
The bronchitis ended up being the culprit. Apparently it left behind a virus that attacked my pancreas and voila, Juvenile Diabetic. I'm now 22 years old and it's been tough, but there's no way I'm letting something like diabetes keep me from living my life to the fullest.
To all of you, stay strong!
I was diagnosed with type one diabetes when I was 23, now I’m 27 years old. I started loosing a lot of weight, I was thirsty all the time and I was going to the bathroom a lot. I was eating like crazy and I just looked ill, my face was very pale and I looked very tired.
One night, I felt so terrible. I was vomiting so my mom and boyfriend took me to the hospital. They said it was just a flu and they send back home. But the days were passing by and I continued really sick. Three days later, I was taken back to the hospital because I wasn’t getting any better. I got my blood sugar checked. It was 418 and the doctor said I could go into a coma at any time, I was in ICU for a week, I was in DKA and my potassium level was really low.
I was off work for 4 weeks after being released from the hospital, and I found out that I couldn’t see clearly because the high sugar levels had affected my vision.
It has been hard trying to change my eating habits and maintaining my sugar levels. It can be very stressful, and I was depressed and in denial but I know I am very lucky to be here and have no permanent damage. Now, I have an amazing 2 years old boy who makes my life completely happy, he gives me strength everyday to continue with my new life. My husband and my family are also my support through this process.
My dream? My dream is that one day I could say “I USED to have Diabetes”
Monteria - Colombia
Hello my name is Meghan and back in October of 2009 (I think that's the right year) I was told that I have type 2 diabetes. I had just moved in with my boyfriend at the time (now husband) in 2008 and I went to the doctors because I hadn't had my period in 7 months and I thought I was pg but all the test I had took told me that I was not. So, at the doctors she took a lot of test and sent me home and told me she would call me to let me know what my test said that was the longest few days of may life when my cell phone finally rung I picked it up and it was my doctor. She told me that she wanted me to come in so she could talk to me I was so scared that something was really wrong with me but I never in a million years thought it would be diabetes. When the doctor first told me that I didn't know what to say I set there holding my boyfriends hand (again now husband) trying not to cry there was a lot of things running though my head I couldn't wrap my head around it. She was so nice she explained it all to me in a way I understood then put me on pills and sent me on my way. I still have trouble dealing with it I've given up a lot because of it. Then just a few years ago my husband was told he also had diabetes. Its nice that he also has it because he helps me deal with it. Every day is a struggle but I'm working on it. I'm also trying to lose some pounds but with having diabetes it hasn't been easy.
I was in 6th grade, only 12 years old. What is a 6th grader supposed to know about T1D? As weeks by went by, I was filling up my water bottle 4-5 times a day, constantly going to the bathroom, and having to squint my eyes to see the board in class. I was completely unaware of the symptoms because my little self didn't believe I was ever going to get a disease. My parents just thought it was the flu, because I was nauseous all the time. Then, it all hit me. Saturday June 12th, 2008, is when I was rushed to the hospital. It turned out that I was in diabetic ketoacidosis (DKA). Basically, a diabetic coma. I don't remember anything after being wheeled into the hospital; it was all a blur. I lost about 30 lbs over those past weeks, and my blood sugar was over 700. The doctor said that if we were to have waited one more day to bring me in to the hospital, that he wasn't sure if I would've made it. Scariest thing ever for my parents.
I was in the hospital for about a week, learning how to test my BS, give insulin shots, count carbs, etc. It was a long process, but I eventually got the hang of it.
Now, I'm 18 years old. Just graduated high school. Insulin pump user for 4 years. And looking back on it, I'm blessed that God gave me this battle for me to fight. I've become much more responsible and have managed to control my diabetes very well. I'm inspired to become a Certified Diabetes Educator, working in hospitals with newly diagnosed diabetics. Although us diabetics all have our ups and downs with this disease, it's part of what made me who I am today. As they say, you don't know strong you are until being strong is the only option you have.
But day by day, we are getting one step closer to the cure. I can't wait for the day when I can say "I used to have diabetes."
The story starts in 2003.
When you're five years old, Disney world seems amazing. But on the third or fourth day of vacation, my parents noticed that something not-amazing was going on. I would drinking huge bottles of water in minutes and then having to go to the bathroom a couple of minutes later. That process would repeat. My dad knew that was a sign for diabetes, but my mom thought I had a bladder infection or something. Either way, I needed to get it checked out. My mom rented a van and took me to a hospital. A few blood checks and urine samples later, the doctor confirmed my dad's theory. I was a type one diabetic.
Since then, I've been hospitalized only once because of my diabetes. It was when I was 8 because I had the flu, I kept throwing up, and my blood sugar kept going down. Other than that, No diabetes hospitalizations.
Fast forward a year- I was nine. My parents sent me to my first diabetic camp. I ended up LOVING it. I met my best friend through camp and I loved being normal- at least for a week. I ended up going until I had to stop going as a camper. I plan to be a counselor in training and then a counselor.
I switched from shots to a MiniMed pump at 14, which I love. I'm seventeen now with a A1C of 7.7. I play softball, sing in choir, go to youth group, the beach, the movies- pretty much anywhere a normal teen can go. I encourage others with type 1 diabetes to not let it control you. You control it, remember? Just keep your sugars in check, bolus for what you eat, and keep the A1C down. As long as you got it controlled, there isn't anything you can't do :D
my name is bob and i am about to turn 63.At 42yo i was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.until feb this year,my weight has between 148kgs and 134kgs for the past 10 years.for my diabetes i was taking one tablet and two types of insulin.in february this year i decided that i needed to do something if i wanted to continue enjoying my grandchildren.i started walking every day and started eating properly.In 5 mths i have lost 25kgs without any hunger pains or pain in general.i now have stopped one type of insulin and reduced my dosage of the other by 60%.long term sugar has dropped from 9.6 to 7.2.and my blood pressure is now excellent.i still need to loose another 20kgs and hopefuly i can stop taking insulin altogether.
I have (Type 1) Diabetes... I was Diagnose back in (2007) at the age of (52)... I'm at (60yrs) old as now.. When I first was discovered.. Myself, set the record at my hospital.. I to was wizzzing/thirsty all the time.. every (2hrs).. I was loosing weight, and feeling tired..When I know things was going wrong... I would see spots..when i would be asleep. You have to eat something..to get your (Oil) Bloodsugar back up.. Myself take (2) Vitamen (D).. A Thieod pill and (60) units a day on the (Novalog). Twice a day.. Or eveytime I eat.. I exercise.. Go for walks just to keep my mind/health going.. I'm a Disabled USMC/R Veteran. w/a (VA) Rating of (50%)..of hearing Loss and (Tennitus).
So far so good. Thanks ...
October of 1984, ,I was 2 years old. My babysitter told my mom that i had been drinking a lot lately, and that she needed to take me and get me checked for Diabetes. Sure enough I was diagnosed as a Type 1 Diabetic. I have had problems, worse is my eyes. I have been Diabetic for 30 years this October. Now fast foreward to January 29, 2013. Had my son at work and one of my co workers thought she smelled a fruity smell on his breath. My wife and I both took off from work and sure enough my son was diagnosed as Type 1 Diabetic at the age of 13 months old. Everyone calls him a mini-me. Since he has been diagnosed I have been trying to do better with mine. I might have diabetes but diabetes does not have me.
I was 15 and it was mother-take-your-daughter-to-work day. I went with my mom to work (she's a nurse and was in home health back then) and I was eating almost nothing but guzzling 2 liters of Pepsi. Before this, my parents thought I was on drugs because I was losing weight fast, always tired, eating nothing, and always going to the bathroom. By the way, diabetes runs on my dads' side of the family. So my mom decided to check my blood sugar, and all the meter said was "high". So she called my doctor to tell her what was going on, and of course she was out to lunch with her daughter. When we got to the ER, they hooked up an IV and took blood work; my blood sugar was 1300! That's all I remember because I went into a coma and when I woke up, my doctor, mom, and grandma were in a hospital room with me and they gave me the lovely news that I am diabetic.
Of course I hate needles, so getting diabetes worked out perfectly. I hated the fact that I had to give myself insulin and couldn't eat what all of my friends were eating; it was very depressing. On top of that, my blood sugars were all over the place, so I went on an insulin pump. I loved it! So I had that until I was 26 when I lost my parents' insurance and didn't have any of my own at the time and the darn things aren't cheap. So I went back onto injections and back onto the roller coaster of blood sugars. I decided to be defiant and eat whatever the heck I wanted, whenever the heck I wanted. That didn't go so well of course.
I recently got health insurance again so as soon as that happened, I got my pump back. I am back to feeling great and love educating people on diabetes because people tend to not know the real story and just assume they know everything and they truly don't.