Symptoms and diagnosis
At the age of 9, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I had become very poorly.
I was tired, lost loads of weight and started drinking up to 10-12 pints of water a day. I felt thirsty all the time. I would bounce on the trampoline for 5 minutes and sleep for hours after. I went to the doctors and had lots of blood tests, and when they finally did a blood sugar test, my bloods were 17mmol/l. The doctor got my dad to take me straight to the hospital.
Emotions and diabetes
Being diagnosed was a scary experience, and I had to learn to inject myself up to 5 times a day. I had to learn about counting carbohydrates and different rations. Being in hospital was the worst. The food was horrible, all the noises from the various machines annoyed me, and the nurses kept waking me up every hour to test my blood sugar level. The one thing my family and I always remembered was when I was asked if I wanted to be woken up every hour or to leave me to sleep. My answer was “it’s my body wake me up”, and from that day I became a young adult very quickly. Before I could leave the hospital both my mum and dad also had to learn how to inject my insulin.
When we did leave, we left with loads of new things like books, diaries, boxes of needles, insulin pens, paperwork, and a great big cloud with a huge storm in it above our heads. As a family, we worked with it and just dealt with it as it came. My parents aren’t together, and they both dealt with it in different ways. My brother doesn’t deal well with hospitals or people being sick, so he stayed out the way.
It’s not always as easy as some people make it sound because they see it as just injection for the food you eat. People don’t take into consideration everything else that comes with doing the injections and testing your blood sugar levels.