Hello there followers and readers, I am just writing this to let you know that for the next few weeks I am standing down from writing and doing my video blog as I have got a lot of things that are going on. Due to college and my Diabetes getting under control.
I will be back next month continuing with my weekly blogs and it will be a regular occurrence.
I do apologise but if anyone would like to get in contact with me please by all means feel free and I will be happy to help.
Thank you
Thursday 26 May 2011
Sunday 8 May 2011
Hospital Trip
Hello there every one this week I am going to be talking about a trip to the hospital I had on Wednasday, and how I realised that if i didn't change I was putting my life in danger and they would take my pump away.
I know that I write on here that it is important to take control of your diabetes but I haven't been honest with you all, I haven't been looking after myself. I went three months without doing a single blood check, I relied on my pump to give me my insulin and i was overloading on sugar. I knew what it was doing to me and I knew that I was dangering myself but at the time I didn't care what was happening to me. It was only after my family rang the hospital that I realised what was happening.
I had slipped back into depression and nothing could get me out of it, I tried talking to a good friend of mine who was going through his own problems but still found time to talk to me and although that felt better it didn't change me or the way I was feeling, I constantly felt guilt because I couldn't tell the one person I care about the most how I was feeling because I didn't want to hurt him.
I had been telling myself that I had been doing my BM (blood sugars) but it got to the stage where I was fed up of seeing the high numbers and the only way to make them stop was stop doing them but I noticed that the reason why I was feeling this way was because I didn't know that my BMs were always high. It was my mum who first rang the hospital and they told her to tell me to text them when I was free to go see them.
I again left it for two weeks before I spoke to them but I finally decided to do it and I decided to go they made an appointment for me the day after and in honesty I was going to make an excuse not to go see them but I did. I sat in that room like a 6 year old girl about to get told off for the first time. I was scared. They looked at the results of my Blood monitor and all they said to me was "tell us whats been happening", I did and it was like a huge weight had been lifted and we sat and spoke about my options. they wanted to take my pump but it was too risky.
We decided that we were going to wait one month to see if I can get my self under control, the way they have helped me to do this is:
If anyone is going through what I have been then feel free to email me at diabeticnichole@gmail.com I am all ears. Even if you don't have diabetes but is going through depression I am still all ears.
I know that I write on here that it is important to take control of your diabetes but I haven't been honest with you all, I haven't been looking after myself. I went three months without doing a single blood check, I relied on my pump to give me my insulin and i was overloading on sugar. I knew what it was doing to me and I knew that I was dangering myself but at the time I didn't care what was happening to me. It was only after my family rang the hospital that I realised what was happening.
I had slipped back into depression and nothing could get me out of it, I tried talking to a good friend of mine who was going through his own problems but still found time to talk to me and although that felt better it didn't change me or the way I was feeling, I constantly felt guilt because I couldn't tell the one person I care about the most how I was feeling because I didn't want to hurt him.
I had been telling myself that I had been doing my BM (blood sugars) but it got to the stage where I was fed up of seeing the high numbers and the only way to make them stop was stop doing them but I noticed that the reason why I was feeling this way was because I didn't know that my BMs were always high. It was my mum who first rang the hospital and they told her to tell me to text them when I was free to go see them.
I again left it for two weeks before I spoke to them but I finally decided to do it and I decided to go they made an appointment for me the day after and in honesty I was going to make an excuse not to go see them but I did. I sat in that room like a 6 year old girl about to get told off for the first time. I was scared. They looked at the results of my Blood monitor and all they said to me was "tell us whats been happening", I did and it was like a huge weight had been lifted and we sat and spoke about my options. they wanted to take my pump but it was too risky.
We decided that we were going to wait one month to see if I can get my self under control, the way they have helped me to do this is:
- They sent me to the dietitian who told me how the carbs in my food works and how to count them properly, I agreed with the dietitian to keep a food diary to see what foods I am eating and what we might be able to take out.
- They also told me that I had to forget what people may think about me doing my sugars in front of them, I need to do it, it's who I am and if they want to know what I am doing they can ask.#
If anyone is going through what I have been then feel free to email me at diabeticnichole@gmail.com I am all ears. Even if you don't have diabetes but is going through depression I am still all ears.
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