Today is my one year diaversary. It still doesn’t feel real. I’m grateful to be alive and healthy, but I just can’t believe a year has passed already. 19 years of normalcy and it’s all gone in just one day. I still remember all the trauma I suffered from ignoring my symptoms for months and going into DKA. I lost my hair, a bunch of weight, I got infections, my eyes were screwed, I was vomiting for a week straight before I woke up and couldn’t stand or breathe and I finally went to the hospital with an A1C of over 15% and a 5-day stay with many IVs and many tears.
It makes me sick to think about, to be honest. I still feel like my life is over. But I’ve got an A1C of 5.7, I’ve got the Omnipod and Libre attached to me. I know I’m safe and in good health (minus some nerve damage in my toes), and that my friends, bf and my mom know how to help me when I can’t help myself. But damn it’s been one hell of a year.
I’m very grateful to be a Canadian where my insurance covers everything. To all the American redditors, I wish you all the best of luck in your Election Day, and I hope you guys get the accessible healthcare you deserve so we stop dying from insulin rationing. Type one, 2, 1.5, LADA, we all deserve to be healthy and alive.
Please share some stories, I’d love to hear your own journeys through diabetes, and how you’re doing! Stay safe, and hug yourself and your fellow diabetics extra tight for me 💙
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