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I was diagnosed about a month ago…but was told the month before that by a med resident I was pre-diabetic…Well she was wrong according to my Dr. whom is one of her advisors.
I don't have insurance of any kind so have to go to the county hospital and clinic, which is a teaching facility. At the end of January I was test…about a week later was told by a med resident that I was pre-diabetic. I was scared to death. I wanted to know anything and everything. I tried to watch what I ate and how I felt. I wanted a meter to test myself…well about 2wks later I went to see my Dr. She teaches at the facility and told me that the resident misdiagnosed me…that I am full fledged diabetic. Well I told her I thought I was cuz everything I had read was pointing that direction. She put me on Metformin and told me to go to the Dept. Of Health for guidance and learning about it.
Thank night I started my search for help to get a meter and testing supplies. Only to find out I couldn't find any! So after some money management we were able to get me a started. I kept a word document of when I tested, what my levels were, when I ate and what I ate. Nothing makes any sense to me. It seems like when I eat right it is high and when I don't eat right it is higher. My symptoms and mood swings don't match what my sugar should be according to I have read. I am SO confused!!!! I went to my first meeting to learn more about this crappy disease. And after that I shut down…I quit keeping a log. I still tested 3 times a day and tried to watch what I ate. I am finding it hard to remember to take the medication after I eat, especially if we are out n about.
And what's worse is my depression is outta control, sleeping alot and not caring about much.
I'm already tired of everything. I'm tired of my mood swings, of checking my sugar levels 3-4 times a day, of pricking my finger, and having to watch every morsel of what I eat. So far I hate everything about it.
On a positive note…my fiance tries to help me, he will give me the look or ask if I really need that second helping. I have a friend who live 1/2 way across the country who has dealt with this for many years; but I hate that she is always pointing out what I am doing wrong. Am I doing ANYthing right??? I have a grandbaby on the way…I want to feel better and be here to see him and my family grow. I am just finding this all so hard. I feel like nobody understands my overwhelmed feeling or why I just want to "hibernate" in my home and bed.
Sorry this is so long…Any help or suggestions appreciated.
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