I was diagnosed on Valentine's Day when I was 10. I have had D for 36 years and have had 4 wonderful children. It took a long time in my teen age days to accept what I had. My A1C is 5.4 and I love being on a pump. Feel absolutly wonderful!
The summer of 1970. I can remember being at Disneyland; drinking water, going on a ride, drinking water, going on a ride, drinking water, going to the bathroom, drinking water, going on a ride, and my sisters always yelling at me, "Come on, Becky. Hurry up!" (NO, I don't like to be called Becky anymore...As an adult I prefer Rebecca or Becka).
I was diagnosed the day before my Mother's birthday, August 29, 1970. I can remember two families from the Los Angeles area visiting us in my hometown. On August 29, I remember pushing away my half eaten dinner and a few hours later, while all of us were sitting in the living room, I vomited in front of everyone!!! My parents called the doctor and my Mother said I had clammy hands while I my head was over a toilet bowl...
Next thing I know, I am in my Father's Volvo lying down---I can't remember if I was lying across their laps or in the back seat. At the hospital I did not feel well lying down or sitting up--just miserable. The next day, with an I.V. in my arm, (I hated I.V.'s, having been in the hospital several times before due to my Mother having German Measles/Rubella in her third week of pregnancy with me... I was born in 1962, the tail end of the HUGE Rubella outbreak in the U.S. from the mid 1950's to the mid 1960's...) my Mother came to the hospital room to open her birthday gift from me. At only age 7 and 3/4, I felt opening the gift in a hospital was the wrong place to do that...
I spent 11 days in two hospitals for that diagnosis, in two cities (yep, flew back to L.A. Stayed in that famous St. John's Hospital; the front of the building used on the T.V. show, "Marcus Welby, M.D." I was in the second floor "bay windowed" room, on the left!).
I remember once having to walk to the nurse's station to say, I "thought" I was having an insulin reaction and needed food after having buzzed for a nurse several times with no response! I think the nurse even asked me what I needed for an insulin reaction and I told her what to get...
I remember my "Mickey" gift given to me by my Uncle Larry; the "Mickey" with a bell in his belly and a gold elastic band on his head to dangle him to make the bell sound... and the blow up seal balancing a ball on its nose from The Matthew Family who all stood, parents and six kids, on the grass lawn below the window to wave at me since kids were not allowed to visit...
"MIckey Bell" sits today on a shelf as a reminder/trophy of my days in that hospital while the blow-up seal sits flat in a chest tucked away with other childhood things...
I hadn't expected myself to go down memory lane to answer your question... Hope you don't mind... I was 7 and 3/4 years old and I have now had Type One diabetes for 40 years... =============== Rebecca [;D ==============================
I was 6 and I just turned 19. It has been rough over the years, and for only being 19 I sound old. WHen I was 6 I got diagnosed the same week of halloween. . . IT SUCKED,!!! But atleast I am still hear to talk about it.
My Mom was D'xed at 10 months old, she passed in 2008 at age 63.
I was D'xed at 11 months old, over 40 years of living with the Dia-beast
My girls, Karissa, D'xed at 7 months old, turning 20 this spring, and Allie, D'xed at 11 months old, just turned 12.
So far, a few bumps (retinopathy, protein in urine), but I manage to get by : )
Wow - have you looked into this genetic form of diabetes that has been discovered recently in some people diagnosed before age 1? It looks exactly like type 1 but can be treated with pills, and it sounds like it's easy to test for.
We were tested, and my family has been involved in quite a few genetic tests. Unfortunately, we're not monogenic. It was an interested few weeks while we waited for the results, it really had me questioning how my life could change if we were able to essentially take a pill and no longer be diabetic. We lost so much due to this disease, it was very weird, the emotions it brought out. I think it was worse for my Mom, her health, at the time, was so greatly impacted by D, she cried when I explained the test, that there was a chance we were not type 1's at all, but type 2's, I think all she could think of was all that was lost as well. Cardiovascular disease, once you have it, you can't get rid of it, even if you can reverse D : (
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