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When I was diagnosed with Diabetes. I was diagnosed in a somewhat odd indirect way. I had a bout of severe depression, which landed me in an ER, and ready to check myself into a mental hospital. I did not realize it at the time, but thinking back, all the symptoms for Diabetes were clearly there. I was believe it or not, with no exaggeration, drinking several gallons of water a day. I wanted to sleep, and actually referred to it as hibernation. In the hospital ER, they did blood work. The doctor came back into the room where I was and said, "did you know your diabetes is out of whack?" "Diabetes! What Diabetes? I don't have Diabetes!" When I was diagnosed a little over a year ago at age 30, with a ha1c of 11.7, I thought my world has come to an end. Here I am a medical assistant, nursing student, attending a university, helping others with their Diabetes and I have this disease that cripples me. In a years time I have been diagnosed with polyneuropathy, early stages of kidney disease, fibromyalgia, fatty liver, enlarged spleen, etc. The list goes on. I am not here to complain about the nonstop daily pain I am in at age 32, I am not here to complain about about the 2 different insulins totaling 6 daily shots, and 13 pills I consume each day. What I am here to tell you, no not you the reader, but you DIABETES, you do not own me! I will be a Nurse, I will finish school. I don't hate anything else in life DIABETES, but I hate you!
To everyone else my name is Marilyn, and I am glad to have found this site. Thanks for listening.
To everyone else my name is Marilyn, and I am glad to have found this site. Thanks for listening.