Hello everybody,
I am new to this subreddit (and reddit in general.)
I wanted to share my feelings and my story with people who understand and might listen.
All my life I've been skinny. Scrawny. Small. The body of a dang middle school kid. It's just how I've always been. No matter what I ate, I couldn't gain weight.
"Oh, I feel sooooo bad for you. You can't gain weight. Boohoo."
That's what I'd always hear. But trust me, not being able to gain weight, and being a 26 year old guy with the body of a pre-teen can be pretty humiliating. So, when I moved away from home I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I ate pasta constantly. Lots of it. Oreos and soda for dessert, almost every night. I was an idiot. I wanted to gain weight, and I thought that was the way to do it. Well, I gained weight alright. But only about 10 pounds. Maybe only 8.
Then the symptoms started. I would get incredibly tired throughout the day. I took hour long naps probably 2-3 times a day. Plus I'd sleep for probably 9+ hours. (This would happen on the days I didn't have a catering gig, of course.)
I would drink probably 4 bottles of water before bed, then get up at least 4 times in the middle of the night to pee. And each pee session would last at least 45 seconds. It was insane.
Finally...I knew I had to go to the doctor. I hadn't been to the doctor in quite a while. But I knew something was wrong. Sure enough, after bloodwork, my A1C came back.
10.4
An average blood glucose of 250, basically.
I was diagnosed as a Type 2 diabetic and put on 500mg of Metformin twice a day immediately.
That was June 23rd, 2017. I quite drinking soda cold turkey.
I changed my other bad habits, but mostly found myself not eating as much because it seemed like no matter what I ate, no matter how many carbs, my blood sugar seemed unstable. I still felt tired. I started losing weight, which I can't afford to do.
It took me THREE YEARS to wise up and get a second opinion. I went to an endocrinologist who immediately looked at me and said "there's no way you're type 2." He tested me for MODY diabetes, which came back negative. Then he officially diagnosed me as Type 1. He ordered me to take one 7-unit long-acting insulin shot a day before bed.
My first shot was tonight. About 30 minutes ago to be exact. I was shaking. I was scared. I was nervous. I was...kind of a wimp. I started to get teary eyed a little bit. But then I took a deep breath and did it.
I didn't even feel it. It was incredibly easy. I'm so happy. I feel amazing. I feel strong. I feel confident. I feel like I can live with this. I feel like I can get better. I feel like I can live a long and healthy life. I'm glad I'm finally getting the treatment I need.
I just wanted to tell someone. I hope everybody is doing well and staying safe and healthy.
Thanks for reading, if you did.
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