Diabetes Type1 Is a Life Sentence

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Why I feel this way

I was in the hospital with a DKA (Ketoacidosis) with a weight of 100 lbs for 6 days at the end of October 2020. I was really skinny and not truly aware of the severity of what was happening to me.

All I knew was that I could no longer control my blood sugar and that my family said that I talked funny. I was not aware of any of it. I felt pretty normal. So they called an ambulance.

While I was in hospital I just didn’t care about anything anymore. I just accepted anything that was happening, which is totally not like me. Suddenly I was getting shown how to give myself insulin injections. It was quite scary at first.

Everybody from the nurses to my family kept on telling me that this was all my fault and had to do with my keto diet and that they did not want to hear that word anymore from my mouth.

The nurses tried to convince me that carbs were essential. I told them that carbs are not an essential nutrient. That left me totally confused. I did not know what to eat and that the hospital menu was carb-heavy and I just could not eat that way.

I felt like a zombie

Once I was back home again it took me 1 month to start feeling more like myself again and get into a routine. I felt like a zombie.

By January 2021 I got into a routine, but that’s when the severity of what had happened sunk in and that from now on this was going to be my life. I just was given a life sentence without parole.

I hate my life. It forces me into a regimented routine and I am constantly rebelling against it by not giving a shit. Is life really worth living?

Locking for a Diabuddy

I am looking for somebody I can contact about diabetes when I am stuck and
looking for help. Somebody I can vent to without them wanting to fix me.

Hubby is not the right person for that and the kids don’t want to hear me complain.

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