Watch her A1C like a hawk. That should give you a heads up if she starts running high to lose weight.
Hi Aimee. I can see that you are a very loving mum and want to do the best for your daughter. From my personal perspective I can say I have always been not shown, but "threatened" by doctors and my mum, who always mention complications when my A1c-s are higher and I can say that just hearing about them is terrifying enough. I don't know how I would react if my mum met me with a diabetic with an amputated leg as a child in order to show me what might happen to me if I don't manage my disease. Knowing the consequences is good, being too afraid of the future is not so much. I was a diabulimic for probably around 7 years. My parents, even most of my friends never knew, but my mum always made sure she knows about my blood sugars and told me about the dangers of them being high. This resulted in me being not honest about my real results and feeling unable to share with her how difficult it was for me to keep up with diabetes (because I thought that I would disappoint her and only be told off and told again about the complications). SO I woud say, if you suspect some day that your daughter has diabulimia, be supportive. Make her feel she can tell you anything and you wouldn't blame her, you would try to understand and support her. But after all, with all my heart I wish diabulimia will never happen to her and you.
Thanks, Aimee! it is great you are so careful in your parenting! Keep up and all the best:)
Your story is so common -- and so very sad. Too many people will give you lots of compliments for losing weight, without every wondering or seriously inquiring HOW or WHY you're losing weight. There is tremendous pressure to be thin with little thought given in the moment to all the dangerous, unhealthy things that can make people suddenly thin: bulimia, anorexia, cancer, undiagnosed or untreated T1, clinical depression, etc.
I remember the summer (when I turned 14) when I simply...stopped eating.
I got so many compliments, people telling me how great I looked.
No one noticed or inquired into the fact that I was eating maybe 200 calories per day -- literally starving myself to near-death. But I was thin! That was all that mattered. Fortunately for me, after loosing about 40-lbs. (about 20-lbs. underweight for my height) my body rebelled and I couldn't keep it up into full-blown anorexia. Thank goodness for a strong survival instinct.