I don’t post about my diabetes much. Mainly because I am under tight control. My HA1C usually hovers in the high 5’s which technically makes it as if my body doesn’t even feel any diabetic symptoms. But it certainly does not make me non-diabetic.
They found my diabetes when I was pregnant with Declan. And since pregnancy hormones exacerbate diabetes, my blood sugars were CRAZEEEE. (For example, normal 1 hour after eating numbers should be 120-140ish, mine were 370.) When the doctors got my test results, they went into overdrive, yanked me out work, put me into nutrition education, and started stabbing me with needles. Because you can’t take oral meds when you are pregnant. Have I mentioned I used to be scared of needles? Operative word being: used to.
In the years since, I have learned so much about my body, my health – it’s amazing how much better I feel. People comment that it’s sad I got diabetes so early. It’s not sad. I’m GLAD I got it this early, when I am young enough to take it seriously and make major changes in my life.
I am healthier now than I was 10 years ago. Diabetes started the ball rolling.
Recently, I found a Ning group for diabetics full of wonderful people battling this disease on a much more serious level. Many have not been as lucky as I have been; every day is battle. But they are courageous. They are strong. They are kickin’ ass.
In celebration of World Diabetes Day and the Word In Your Hand Project, I present my hand extending to many other hands in hopes that one day there will be a cure for this terrible disease.
P.S. 30 Days of Thanks
I am thanks for my Aunt Heidi. She is a lovely, funny, warm and caring person who has always been a second mom to me. It’s her birthday today – Happy Birthday pretty lady!