Writing My Life- Diabetes

I sat down on the couch beside my dad and huffed loudly. I was in a sour mood and he could tell. Yes, I was a moody 18 year old, but it was still out of character. So I went off on a rant (it happens occasionally) and told him I had been so exhausted, irritated, thirsty, and I pee too much. He looked at me, and I couldn’t quite make out what he was thinking, but a moment later he enlightened me.

“You sound like a diabetic,” he said, looking as surprised at his own words as I felt.

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I was dubious, it sounded crazy, so we decided to use his meter to test my blood sugar. He had been a diabetic for 20 years at that point, so I knew all about it and we had the ability to check it out. Turns out the meter couldn’t read my number because I was that high. The next day I went to the ER.

Why am I writing about this? Mostly because apparently today is World Diabetes Day (which I didn’t know until an hour ago- so idk what it is doing for me), and partly because my numbers have been off lately and it’s frustrating (and the stress makes my numbers worse, which in part were already bad because of stress… what is this?!). Sometimes I need to hit something, though I am not sure I could.

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So now you know this little fun (or not so fun) fact about me. I am not type 2, more so Type 1. Almost.

I have the antibodies which classify a Type 1 Diabetic, but my body also still has some insulin production in there. Though after 5 years of diabetes I am not so sure it still lingers.

What is the difference between type 1 and 2 anyway? (A common question I get asked) Well let me tell you!

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The difference between the two is that Type 1 is an autoimmune disease and Type 2 is a metabolic disorder. Type 1 is normally diagnosed at a very young age and Type 2 later in life, but I was diagnosed a week before high school graduation (Yippee).

Type 2 diabetics still produce insulin, its just that the cells of the body become resistant (lazy jerks) and the pancreas can’t seem to make up for it. Type 1 diabetics have a full on war raging in their body. You have the Immune System versus the Beta Cells, which happened because the immune system was provided the wrong intel – and now seeks to destroy the enemy.

So because I have the lovely special force antibodies, my pancreas can’t make the insulin needed to break down the sugars in my blood. This means I need the help of insulin from injections multiple times a day (oh joy!). Needless to say, having diabetes can be a rollercoaster and quite irritating at times. It is not something regulated by a daily pill, it is a CONSTANT thing to deal with.

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So, if you have been reading my stories, you might notice the occasional diabetic character. I write based off of my life, my stresses, and my imagination, so it must get in there occasionally. And there are not enough awesome diabetic characters in fiction.

We all have flaws, and one of mine is diabetes. It is the most obvious flaw, because it is physical. But don’t get me wrong, I have other flaws. I am indecisive and non-confrontational, to name a few.

Flaws add an interesting twist to a character, making them more real. One of my favorites, if you can’t tell, is Hermione Granger, who is perfectly flawed.

Only once I became diabetic did I realize there were no characters like that in my novels. I hope to eventually publish a novel I have been working on, featuring a diabetic like myself.

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If you feel so inclined, perhaps give one of my diabetic-centric stories a read : ) They are based off my irrational diabetic thoughts.

  • The Cure– what if the medical industry is a hoax and my diabetes is NOT an illness but a superpower?
  • The Vampire – what if my blood is actually sweeter to a vampire? like dessert?
  • The Island – what if my plane crashed on an island and I couldn’t take care of myself?

Daily Prompt: Dubious

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20 thoughts on “Writing My Life- Diabetes

  1. My experience with diabetes is very similar. My aunt had been begging me to let her test my sugar every ear at thanksgiving until I was 18. I never would I am terrified of needles. I turned 19 and thought I had demsia or cancer or something crazy. All I knew is that something in my body was wrong. Come to find out my sugars fasting were nearly 600 and they actually guessed my sugar might be low because I passed out (from fear- but they didn’t listen) when getting my blood drawn. They initially weren’t even going to test my sugar.

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      1. I had been passing out since 1st grade, So they believe I have had diabetes since I was a child and somehow survived. I was not over obese and the only sings I had was being excessively tired and dyslexic and always thirsty. My body still makes insulin I am told, however, it rejects it. I am always trying to learn more about it. 🙂

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      2. Now that you mention it, I did pass out sometimes as a kid but I never connected it to anything. I was always very active – were you? Maybe with some insulin in there and activity the body could manage it to a degree! Interesting to think about

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      3. I wasn’t allowed to play sport, my parents were too busy. High school wouldn’t let me take PE classes, I passed out one too many times while running. At one point in high school a doctor told me it was because of a rapid heart beat. But that was a miss diagnoses. I like to think I was active as a kid running around on my own. I always loved ridding bikes. But my activity was limited. I think I ate ok enough with little added sugar and ran around enough that I was “ok” but as I got older and less active in college it got scary bad. I finally had professors tell me I needed to go home to be with my family and go to a hospital to find out what is wrong. I couldn’t write any of my final papers because I couldn’t get my eyes to focus to read the books. I forgot where I was driving while driving. All things I didn’t know high sugars can cause. It’s amazing how much peace I have now that I know what the issue is and that there are things I can do to improve my life. Since then I have tried medication (thought I was going to die) then switched to insulin and diet and got much better control over everything.

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  2. I love this! I too am “in the middle” of 1 and 2. Not quite 1 yet, but definitely almost there. I love the Vampire blog!! Oh my god, I say this to my husband all the time! My blood is basically sugar water and I’m a sweet treat for Vampires….or mosquitos and every other blood sucking insect anyways. You are hilarious! Definitely following! Do you mind if I link my readers to your blog?

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    1. In the middle is a confusing spot to be! And our blood really must be like dessert to bloodsuckers, hysterical you think about that too! And I don’t mind you sharing at all! Will enjoy poking around your blog as well 🙂

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  3. Though short-lived, I had gestational diabetes while pregnant with my second. The first time I poked the needle into my belly I remember wishing there was a character I could channel to get me through this. I’ll be checking out your stories for sure. Thanks for writing!

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