Life with my ‘friend’ T1D

I thought I would give you a bit of background so you can better understand my blog and to help new diabetics help understand their new life…

I have been a Type 1 Diabetic since just after Australia Day in the year 2000, what a great start to the year, the world didn’t implode, explode or go to hell like was predicted on the stroke of midnight. However about 2 months later, my world imploded.

‘..I think you have diabetes Kyle, can any one take you straight to the hospital right now?’ – this was a phone conversation I had with my GP after she got my blood test results back; all I could think about was an elderly friend of the family who had Type 2 and lost her toes because of diabetes and how sick she was…do I really want this for my life I thought???

My Mums art scalpel was on the kitchen bench in front of me as I was talking on the phone and I had dark thoughts… but I rang my Mum to take me to hospital instead, the next year was a crazy roller coaster of near death experiences, my blood sugars were so erratic that I would fall unconscious at the drop of a hat and wake up in hospital with some sort of sugar substance smeared on my mouth and down my top, I even passed out in a toilet cubicle whilst testing my blood sugars and some poor sod I worked with had to jump the cubicle to rescue me (and put his foot in the toilet bowl).

You get so much information in the form of books, pamphlets, instructions and diaries when you are diagnosed that it is information overload, I remember having a melt down the first week I got home from my 2 week stay in hospital after being diagnosed, I collected all the information and threw it out my bedroom door, slammed the door and jammed something heavy up against it and stayed in there away from the world as long as I could… I can’t imagine what my poor Mother was going through (sorry Mum, I love you).

Since then the roller coaster ride is still there but has gotten more like bumper cars than the green lantern at Movie world.

I have an obsession for training and keeping active and boy does that screw with your blood sugar levels but I am out to prove the professionals wrong, you don’t have to be afraid of being active with T1D, you are told that the disease requires strict control, especially with eating times and the things you eat, no no no you can’t eat that and you must eat at the same time everyday.

Screw that, Diabetes has to work with me and my training lifestyle and not the other way round and you know what, we have a great ‘friendship’, some times we get moody at each other but most of the time we work together as team…

This is me and my T1D life…