Type 1 diabetes

Good Morning,

I’ve often wondered how Diabetics, type 1’s are effected in their mental perceptions about things… because of the illness & its many demons….

How do/can we tell when we’ve gotten…. ~altered~ from a healthy mental space???? We have a chronic illness, if you’ve had it for most of your life… how can you tell the difference, between….. “stoic exhaustion” maybe and something that’s… more insideous <sp.?
Thoughts anyone :

As for death by diabetes… I was fortunate… perhaps my peds. doctor was of a “new generation” of thinking? Death, yes…. I will certainly die. But not today and NOT now! [Note: If I did Beth would find some way to bring me back and KILL me herself <worried look

Btw before I forget again Mary, thanks for posting the story site (sic. diabetes stories) again, I’d found it a long time ago and lost the address….

Jeff (I don’t eat squisy banannas, I did NOT write that story…(wish I had though, its funny))

Hi
My name is Brittany i am new to this group. Iam 14 years old and i
have had diabetes for 13 years. I take 4 or more shots a day. My
doctor put me on lantice about 8 months ago it is way beter then
novalog but it stinks i have to take more shots when im high at
night because you cant mix lantice with anything.I hate having
diabetes but i’ve learned to live with it after 13 years. Well i
have to go but its nice yo meet you everyone.
Brittany:)

Thanks for the responses. My current job is in sales and can require
a lot of physical effort as well as periods of time that you are
unable to take a break. This is my personal concern whether I will
have to look at going back to a 9-5 career. I was only diagnosed
November of 2004 and I haven’t worked since. Not because of the
diabetes but I was on leave to take care of my mother (who is getting
better) but now I am faced with chosing to go back or looking into
something else. My other main concern is health insurance. Some
people have told me that no matter what, I should not change my
health provider even if I change jobs. That I should stick with
cobra and then the plan they offer me once it runs out. But the cost
will be more and I have always depended on my employer plans.
Oh, so many thoughts and changes but I am getting more and more used
to diabetes. I know all will work out…
Goodnight all, Evelyn

Job related…

Had a good friend who worked for a small family (his family btw) business. Had a VERY rough path for… 3, 4 years. Every day, without exception he received 5, 6 intercom calls c. 12-1 pm each askeing the same question…

“…Have you had lunch YET…”

I thought he tolerated it well frankly…. he’d had sufficent amounts of lows, so that “by rights” to his/their way of thinking, they’d earned the right to ask… no matter how frustrating that made things… he was an adult… and chose to let them do so…. “his price” to himself for blowing it so many times and not catching it.

<Understanding sigh

He got off NPH, switched to Lantis, and no more early afternoon lows….! Quit trying to keep things too tight for a while and regained some of his ~warning bells~. Combined together, he chuckled when they called him at noon, started playing with them in return… “… wanna have lunch WITH me…”, … “…ask your husband if YOU can have LUNCH with me 8 9 <he was teasing of course, or so he said anyway

Last I heard, he moved to another state and eventually got married (… a state of happy nagging <GGG

re: blood checking….
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Ok all, I’ve tried to be the strong little soldier since October when
Maddie was diagnosed. I thought “nothing could be worse than this”.
The short version of the story is at Midnight on Wednesday, going
into Thursday, I was awakened to Maddie’s cat Speckles howling like
I’ve never heard before, I sat up took in a breath and was overcome
by thick black smoke. I ran to the living room and found the entire
place engulfed. Madelyn hearing me screaming crawled out of bed,
stayed crawling and crawled right to the front door with Speckles
right behind her, where I scooped her up and ran as fast as we could.
To think she remembered stop drop and roll. I’ll never chide her
again for not paying attention.
The house is destroyed, most of the contents are gone or heavily
smoke damaged, including the Rufus we were going to send to Trevor.
I didn’t want Jody or Trevor to think I had forgotten them.
We are extremely grateful to be alive. The fire inspector figures
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