homicidalphone

Me vs. Diabetes - FIGHT

  • ROUND 1
  • Me: That was definitely enough insulin
  • Diabetes: LOL NO have fun being irrationally angry and extremely dehydrated for the next two hours! <3
  • ROUND 2
  • Me: I feel pretty good now. My blood should be normal.
  • Meter: 113
  • Me: Oh wait that was the wrong meter, let me just grab the other one and...
  • Meter: 240
  • Me: Wait. No. I'll just wash my hands and—
  • Meter: 280
  • Me:
  • Diabetes: lol
  • ROUND 3
  • Me: Hey I didn't even feel that injection, I should be fi—
  • Diabetes: BLEED

Just recently put in a new pump site, but knew immediately that it was a bad one… so much pain, but I tried to tough it out. Hours later I was actually twitching I was hurting so much! I like to think that I have a high pain tolerance, but nothing gets me more than a bad site! Ugh.

homicidalphone

homicidalphone:

diabeticuniverse:

diabeticuniverse:

At my elementary school, I was the first Type 1 Diabetic. Due to this, I was unique in an unfortunate way. My friends and classmates always used to come up to me and say that they thought they had blood sugar problems as well. As a kid, this used to always upset me.

I’m so new to Tumblr and just saw this reponse! I’m so sorry for not replying!

I know what you mean; I always took it as my friends viewing Diabetes as a joke or something to play pretend with, but I now look at it as curiosity and interest, which leads to some pretty great friends caring about your well-being.

I was also one of the first type 1 diabetics in the elementary school, heck, my day care before that. I do remember that at day care my juice color was different from everyone else, I don’t know if this extended to everyone but this one girl got very agitated that my juice color was different. The only thing I remember thinking about that was “does it really matter?” I remember feeling left out in elementary school, always being late to lunch because I needed to go to the nurses office to check my blood sugar and for insulin. As a result I never got close with anyone in particular, however when we had substitute teachers everyone would side with me when I tried to explain to substitutes that I needed an afternoon snack. I don’t know if they were told when I wasn’t around or if they just noticed, I don’t know if I’ll ever know.

Ahh! long post I’m sorry, I rambled D:

No worries, but mostly thanks for sharing! I don’t remember day care (I’m going to assume that my mother actually didn’t let me attend for fear of my Diabetes), but throughout elementary school I can recall a little bit of resentment. In the classroom, it looked like favouritism getting to leave for the washroom more often than other kids, or getting to leave class (in reality to attend the principle’s office to safely receive a juice and recover from a low), or even to have a snack after gym class. I was lucky to have some great friends that were basically trained as soon as they could be and continued as my guardians throughout elementary and high school; thinking back, I cannot believe that they so readily took on the responsibility!. A couple of my friends have saved my life so many times that I can never repay them!

pancreatically-challenged

diabeticuniverse:

At my elementary school, I was the first Type 1 Diabetic. Due to this, I was unique in an unfortunate way. My friends and classmates always used to come up to me and say that they thought they had blood sugar problems as well. As a kid, this used to always upset me.

I’m so new to Tumblr and just saw this reponse! I’m so sorry for not replying!

I know what you mean; I always took it as my friends viewing Diabetes as a joke or something to play pretend with, but I now look at it as curiosity and interest, which leads to some pretty great friends caring about your well-being.

homicidalphone

homicidalphone:

diabeticuniverse:

Moving to a new city and a new job. I’m excited for this next chapter of my life, but I’m scared because of my Diabetes. Going to be facing three months before benefits kick in (it’ll be quite an expense with the insulin pump) and hoping that the stress of moving and settling in to a new environment doesn’t have a negative effect on my sugars.

Hang in there! You can do itttt!!!!! I believe in you :)

Thanks so much!