Hi, it’s DQ here.Today I’m going to write a post about diabetes. This post is a world away from my two cheery other ones I’ve written. I really want this blog to become one of the happy places on the internet, but occasionally you have to think seriously. This post is inspired by the fact that my transmitter for my constant glucose monitor (known as a CGM) has failed this morning. This means I can’t monitor my bloods on my receiver, I have to stab my fingers. So take it away, emotional DQ!
Diabetes. It cannot be summed up in one word. Hard, stressful, painful, a game of chance. You are playing a never-ending card game, trying to win, only you have no idea what the cards are. You stumble into the abyss of carb-counting, and you have to fight not to drown. If you go down it,you still have no idea what’s going to happen to you. It might be 1.6 10 mins later or it could be 30.6. You have to struggle every second of every day to make sure you don’t go under. It’s a game with high stakes. You can’t lose or you could lose yourself.
Then, you have hormones. I am feeling compelled to cry and scream and shout at weird points in the day. Yesterday I was crying in the cinema. What movie you ask? Zootropolis. I am going to include a picture of the movie so you know how absolutely ridiculous this is.
See! It’s a movie about a talking fox and bunny, and I cried 3 times. It wasn’t even sad. As we walk out of the cinema, Mum says “Ooh, it’s your hormones!”. *face palm* But the effect they have on diabetes is horrible. I can be high, low and anything anywhere. Diabetes is poo.
But it’s not going anytime soon. I am going to fight. I’m going to be strong. Together we can find a cure.
Thank you all so much for reading, I will be back to cheery posts soon. If anyone has any ideas for future blogs, please comment them. Love you all!