Personal Narrative: My Experience With Diabetes

I fight for my health every day in ways most people do not understand I lay in bed struggling just to get up in the morning only to get faced with a new day of troubles. All I think about is the day that being a normal eighteen year old ended for me. I was responsible went to work every day, and was trying to figure out my first year of college until everything was flipped upside down.

I've experienced a lot of events which had great impact on me since I was young. Thinking of life changing events, the one I would like to share is when I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. It was a very devastating day for me. A day that changed my life. I never thought Id get through but today I can say that Diabetes has changed me for the better.

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Around the end of January I began to feel ill. I was becoming weaker, I couldn’t even stand in the shower by myself. I lost around 10 pounds too. In the beginning of February, I went to the doctor with my mom. The doctor said we shouldn’t worry about it and it was probably just the flu. She also took a couple blood tests just in case it was something else. My mom took me to work with her, because she didn’t want to leave me alone at home. Later on that day, the doctor called my mom and told her to bring me into the hospital as soon as possible. At the time I had no idea what diabetes was. I was only 8 years old. It was February 9, 2007, and I was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes. I ended up staying in the hospital for that whole week, and stayed

When most people look at me, they probably don't realize that every day I deal with type one diabetes. Which, is rather ironic considering that diabetes is a vast part of my life. Not a day goes by where I can just stop caring about my blood sugars or the carbohydrates in the foods I eat, even though doing so would be much easier.

Nearly 16 million people in the United States have diabetes, the disease classified as a problem with insulin. The problem could be that your body does not make insulin, does not make enough, or it simply does not know how to use it properly. Diabetes is also known as "diabetes mellitus".

Throughout our lives we are asked the question, “Do you believe in magic?” A majority of people answer no, knowing that bunnies cannot simply appear out of thin air and that people cannot be sawed in half and be put back together without harm. I am part of the minority that would say yes, I do believe in magic. I do not believe in the magic mentioned previously, as I cannot be deceived by sleight of hand tricks and optical illusions. But, I have experienced magic, a rare kind that not many get to experience in their lifetime. It’s the magic of a place, my home away from home, Clara Barton Camp, a camp for young girls with Type 1 Diabetes.

Imagine pricking your fingers with a needle five times a day. As a type 1 diabetic, this is a reality for me. My fingertips are callused and scarred. I was frustrated that after years of having diabetes, there wasn’t an easier way to check my blood sugar. I scoured Google Scholar for alternatives and I found a contact lens technology that would be capable of checking sugar levels using only tears. This would eliminate the need to prick my fingers for blood! If an unassuming tear could simplify diabetes care, what else the eye was capable of? My curiosity led me to volunteer as an optometry intern for blind motivational speaker Nancy Solari. Nancy is based in California and I live in Maryland, so I was a remote intern, communicating with Nancy

The scorching hot sun blinded my eyes as looked up. I suddenly started to think about that Glucose ad that was on T.V. The ad was always amusing, the sun sucking out the energy of the little boy with a straw as he played cricket outside with his friends, his mother gives him a Glucose drink then he gets all charged up. I wish mother had made me a Glucose drink too, the sun was tiring. It was sports day today, I had always come and watched my brother on sports day. He always won something, sometimes first, sometimes second, sometimes third. This was my first time competing.

The American Heritage Dictionary definition of diabetes is "a chronic disease of pancreatic origin, marked by insulin deficiency, excess sugar in the blood and urine, weakness, and emaciation." When you have diabetes, your body cannot use the food that you eat in the proper way. In a person without diabetes, when he or she eats, the food is broken down into blood glucose or blood sugar. After the food is in the form of glucose, the glucose is carried to all the cells of the body for energy. In order for the cells to receive the glucose, a hormone made in the islet or B-cells of the pancreas called insulin acts a receptor on the cell membrane to let the glucose enter inside the cells. In contrast, in people with diabetes, the body does not

My peice of advice as well was to seek a doctor. Being healthy prior to conceiving is very helpful when it comes to Gestational Diabetes. I was very fortunate with both of my kids that i didn't get Gestational Diabetes. I was 17 when i had my first child and very active. If i was not doing traveling softball on the weekend then i was cheering on a competition cheer squad. I agree on the overall lack of care. It drives me crazy to see some of the things that parents let there kids eat. My sister in law is a good example of that. She uses they excuse that they are growing boys and they are going through that stage. I just want to shake her and say portion control and eat heathier. She suffers from morbid obesity and her kids are 11 and 17, they

My score is 239, which means I am at a moderate life crisis. According to Holmes-Rahe scale, I have a 50% chance of illness such as a headache, diabetes, fatigue, hypertension, chest, back pain, ulcer and infectious disease. I happen to have frequent headaches that appear to be stress headaches, and I was diagnosed with diabetes six months ago. Currently, having increased fatigue, maybe due to the lack of sleep. Additionally, started taking omeprazole six months ago due to a right mid-abdominal pain that my doctor believe could be an ulcer. I made changes in my eating habits and lifestyle when diagnosed with diabetes; however, I have long ways to achieving wellness.

I remember it like it was yesterday. The horror of it. She’s gone. I never thought in a million years it’d end like that. A stroke? After beating cancer, not once, but twice. Seriously? The doctors said she’d never wake up, never talk, never recognize me. Why bother keeping her on life support? It’s not her. My dad told us “she’s not going to make it.” My brother, dropping, fell to his knees. A guy 6’2” 220, lost it. That day ruined our family. Mom was the glue, the one who intervened when my dad went military on us. The one who always had your back and took care of us. But now, because of a nation’s lackadaisical attitude towards type two diabetes, she’s dead.

I am a loyal customer of your store at 9 mile rd and Van Dyke in Warren, MI for many years now. Buying my household needs as well as my pharmaceuticals at your store. I am a diabetic without insurance and never had a problem buying my needs at your locations before. Last week that changed.

I was raised in an environment full of syringes and drugs. But not the kind that harm you, I was diagnosed with type one diabetes at the age of three. I always wondered, why me? Until one day, I found the answer i had been searching for. Me and my mom took a trip to mexico and while we were there we visited an old friend of my mom. She explained to me that diseases such as diabetes are the way that god manifests himself. I still fail to understand how that would work but i found comfort in that answer so i went with it. Sometimes i find it very overwhelming, then i stop and remember how blessed i am. Everyday i wake up i'm grateful for everything i have including my family of course. Growing up my father was mostly always around. He was always working when ever i would get home from elementary school. My