Well, I can honestly say that when I read all of these posts, it felt like I was reading my own writing. I'll admit...I am one tough cookie but there is NO WAY that I could take this on by myself. I just got diagnosed this past October. Needless to say, was a total slap in the face. I went to the doctor to have my excessive weight loss and thirst checked out before we started planning for a baby and a big fat T1 diagnosis got handed to me instead! WTF? (hehe) I am a strong-willed person but hey, let's ace it, T1 is no easy thing to live with. I read an earlier post that said, "diabetes doen't only effect the person that is diagnosed", and I couldn't agree more.
I'd just like to throw out a "holla" to my husband of 5 years. Planning a family has been put on the back burner for now...we both want to be parents soon, but we both understand that my health needs need to be addressed before taking that next step. My husband has been my rock through everything and makes sure that I am taken care of. He is trying so hard to understand and learn with me. He's been there to get my juice when I am low, make sure I took my insulin everyday and has read my low number off of my glucose meter when I was too whacked out to see what it was. He knows what my favorite snack is and when I need to eat it. He sat there and payed close attention on how to use my glucogon if and when I need it. Can you imagine? I mean, your 27 year old wife is fine one day...and then you need to make sure she is carrying something to save her life and you need to know how to use it? My A1C was 14 when I got diagnosed and when I received my new reading of 5.4 (woot woot!), he shrieked over the phone like a little girl-- even though he didn't totally understand what it meant..he was happy because I was happy. He has totally changed his eating habits because of what I had to change and actually THANKED me for it because he is losing weight and getting healthier too!
Then there's my parents. Man, where would I be without them. I remember the day I called and my dad answered the phone. I told him about the diagnosis and he just said, "I know you can handle it; if there is anyone in our family that can take this on, it's you." He then handed the phone to my mom, and as I was telling her, he went out to his shop and cried. He felt bad because his mother (my grandma) was diabetic and he thought that he had 'passed it on to me'. When I found this out, I made sure he knew that it wasn't his fault. Mom has been great...she works ar Kraft Foods and fixes me up with snacks all the time! She has learned to be an expert at food labels and get's the perfect snack for me =)
Friends have been great too. I have a few friends with T1 and they always have the best advice...and good tips. I also have to thank YOU. This website has joined me up with so many wonderful people, I am proud to call you "friends". You give me reassurance and strength. As my dad said...I KNOW I can take this on --I will NOT make my life fit into DIABETES.....I will make diabetes fit into MY LIFE.
You guys rock,