It was around 1992, I'm not sure exactly when, at one time I knew but have forgotten. I had injured my back and visited the doctor. My bg then was high but not yet considered diabetes. A few month later I began to notice excessive thirst and urination. On my next office visit I ask my doctor to check my bg it was 300. At that point there was no denying it although I tried for several years.
I had to have the toenails on my big toes removed. Dr. said they should start healing in 3 to 4 days. Well, going on 3 weeks the Doc asked if I was diabetic. I replied "Not that I'm aware of" he did a simple finger stick and my BGL was 367. The rest as they say....
367. I will never forget that number
My eyesight went to hell in a handbasket -- fast. In a matter of weeks. My opthalmologist started running tests and it didn't take long for lights to flash and bells to ring. Only in hindsight did I realize I had been thirsty and consuming a lot more fluids than usual for some time.
I went to the ER for a very bad anxiety attack and during the bloodwork it was discovered. I was still in denial until recently I felt really odd and couldn't concentrated so my daughter-in-law suggested I check my blood sugar and it was nearly 600. That was a huge wake up call for me.