Does anyone know how soon/long after diagnosis of Type 1 can complications develop? Also, are there certain complications that usually develop first or is it kind of like anything goes?I've had Type…Continue
I am starting to work hard at getting back on track after a long case of diabetes burnout coupled with diabulimia. It's definitely not easy... I had an appointment with my CDE this morning, so with…Continue
With the new year comes new beginnings, new resolutions, and the idea of having a fresh new start. It has many people thinking forward about how they want to pursue the year and set goals for themselves in hopes of achieving them. Many people this time of year are optimistic about turning things around and bettering themselves.
I, on the other hand, am finding myself missing the darkest days of my diabetes life.
Approximately one year ago, I was on the road to being married. I…Continue
I've decided that blogging again might make my road to recovery a little easier. It provides me with an outlet to express my thoughts, so I started a brand new blog.
Today, I decided to go public with my battle because I think it's important that other diabetics going through the same battle as me know that they aren't alone, and I also think it's important for our supporters to know the real sides to the beets.
I want to test it out on tu because I feel safe here. If it goes…Continue
I'm not sure what to do. This is all consuming and I'm afraid my family might be able to tell I'm having a problem. Although, I'm sure they won't say anything about it maybe out of fear, maybe out of ignorance of the disease(s), maybe out of annoyance of me being upset by diabetes. I'm most afraid to tell my fiance. I remember one night I was upset and I diliberately skipped some insulin. I was in a really somber mood when he got home from work and he asked what was wrong. I just told him…Continue
For as long as I can remember, I've been preoccupied with my weight and body. I've always been obsessed with looking perfect. In middle school I remember trying to squeeze myself into pants that were a size too small and putting on a bulky sweatshirt so no one could tell they didn't fit. In high school it was all about trying to be the pretty, popular girl by spending hours in front of the mirror attempting to make myself beautiful. I always cared more about what I looked like over anything…Continue