Moments of Wonderful

…rather than a lifetime of nothing special. A diabetes blog.

Moments of Wonderful - …rather than a lifetime of nothing special. A diabetes blog.

Where this all started – part 2

When we last left off, I had been diagnosed and given a meter but I had absolutely no clue what I was doing. And actually, I was fine. I was experiencing what we like to call a ‘honeymoon period”. Adding the short time on Glucophage to that mix, and my pancreas was shocked totally back in action. I would test my blood sugar occasionally but mostly I was just going on with my life like normal.

The next academic year, my senior year in college, I was taking 17 credits and working 4 part-time jobs. I was pretty busy and didn’t spend too much time on myself.

Starting in about October or November, people started asking me if I was feeling alright – if I was eating. I had no idea what the big deal was – I was actually eating more than I ever had. And I was thirsty – really thirsty. That Christmas, we went to visit extended family in New York and they also were concerned about how I looked. When I go back and look at pictures now, I can’t believe that I didn’t notice anything was wrong.

the two diabetics

Me and my grandma that Christmas – the two diabetics in the family!

When I got back to campus after Christmas, the concerned questions got more and more frequent. It was really annoying because as I ate more and more, more and more people were asking me if I was anorexic. I could not figure out what was going on.

I noticed that my clothes were not fitting so well anymore. My size 4 jeans had to be held up with a belt on the smallest setting.

look at those bird legs!

I was waking up every night with leg cramps and to use the bathroom.

The most disturbing part to me was that I could only wear one pair of shoes that I owned because they were very light and they laced up. Anything other than that felt too heavy for my legs to carry to class. No matter what, the walk to class almost left me in tears of exhaustion.

And I was moody – boy was I moody! I actually ended up having to switch roommates and living areas because I could not control my emotions and deal with a simple situation like an adult!

Since I had been told I should be controlling this with diet and exercise, I was working out like crazy and religiously logging fasting numbers no lower than 200 and daytime numbers between 400 and 600. By mid-February, I finally hit a crisis point.

look at my wrist!

My wrist and the bagginess of the size XS shirt I am wearing really scare me in this picture.

How’s that for a cliffhanger?! 😉

Category: NaBloPoMo
  • amylia says:

    oh man, what a cliffhanger. how scary how thin you’d gotten and no real explantion immediately clear. you even had to switch roomies? my dear…such sadness.

    November 21, 2007 at 9:20 am
  • Molly says:

    I see a novel in your future!
    What a story.
    I’m hoping for a happy ending! 🙂

    November 21, 2007 at 11:33 am
  • Donna says:

    Sara,
    Wow! You look soooo thin in these pictures. I did this when I went through a really stressful period with my family about 7 years ago. Luckily, no one took many pictures of me. I’m sure I looked like a sack of bones. My diabetes was horrible, too! But I definitely grew out of that & thankfully, the family crisis worked itself out.

    I can’t wait to hear the rest of your story! Great cliffhanger!

    November 21, 2007 at 4:59 pm
  • Bernard Farrell says:

    Amazing that you were diagnosed with Type 2 and that they let your numbers run so high.

    It makes you wonder how many folks with Type 2 are walking around with numbers like that.

    Sara I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

    November 21, 2007 at 6:15 pm
  • landileigh says:

    i can’t wait to read part 3!

    November 22, 2007 at 11:16 am

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