The day you found out you were diabetic

By Somoca Latest Reply 2016-09-14 13:37:13 -0500
Started 2011-05-08 12:10:36 -0500

I remember the very day that I found out I was diabetic; December 15, 2007. I thought I was broken or damaged. Although those opinions aren't prevalent
(notice that I didn't say gone completely) I can remember the day of my diagnosis as if it were today.

Does anyone else remember the day they were diagnosed and what you were thinking?

192 replies

robertoj 2011-09-04 01:39:14 -0500 Report

I remember the day I found out I had t2 because it came as a complete surprise. I had gone to the pharmacy to pick up my asthma meds.They had two orders for me one was y inhalers and the other had a meter, test strips, lancets and two bottles of pill I never heard of. I told the pharmacist that there must be a mistake. When I got home there was a message on my answering machine telling me that my blood glucose was 435 and I needed to pick up my supplies. I picked up my supplies and the next day I was flipping through the TV channels and watched a dLife program; later I went online, learned a bit about diabetes and began to change my life. It's hard to believe that it was so simple but I already had other issues.

NavyNerd 2011-06-30 01:57:34 -0500 Report

I remember both times. I was a gestational diabetic, and it was on May 20th I was diagnosed. I was alone (my husband was deployed) I had small kids at home, and I felt so alone and scared. When I had my kiddo they said don't worry you don't need to test, you'll be fine. I was far from it. I got my type two medication needed diagnosis on Jan 6th, less than a year later. I was numb about it.. my husband was still deployed and I was a mess, but we got through it… My first thought was call mom. She was a diabetic counselor for a long time and in 10 minutes she got me from Oh my gosh I can't handle this to the We have a plan of attack, we can do this stage. She was amazing. She still is, all these years later, still helping me trhough it all.

kg-lady 2011-06-30 00:47:57 -0500 Report

I remember the day i found out I had type 1 diabetes as if it were today. I woke up from a coma and my mother told me I had something that couldn't be cured. That was 45 years ago! I thought I was going to be in the hospital for the rest of my life, but it only lasted a month - just to get my insulin regulated and to teach me how to give myself shots. Hey, it was no big deal for a strong willed 10 year old. I had never heard of diabetes before, but I had all the classic syptoms. My mom called my doctor and he said it was probably the flu. I wound up being carried into the ER by my father like a lifeless doll, who could only see gray but could still hear what was going on around me. Technically I never finished the last two weeks of the 4th grade, but since I was a straight A student, I passed with flying colors. 45 years later, I wish I could retire, but I work helping people who have disabilites and am still very able to work despite the different complications I have from diabetes. I don't mind the insulin, but take away the complications.

terconi 2011-06-27 10:41:09 -0500 Report

i first noticed somthing was wrong about a month before my diagnosis. i felt as though i had the flu. so i kept feeding myself in hope it would knock it out. i kept losing weight and getting worse and worse. until the day i could no longer walk. then my boyfriend carried me to the hospital. my blodd sugars were 743! they flight for lifed me to vegas. i was then diagnosed with diabetes and ketoasidosis. i was told that i had waited till the last second to seek medical attention. if i hadent when i did id be dead. at first i cried alot, im afraid of needles, and it didnt seem fair that at 26 yrs old i couldnt eat anything i wanted anymore. then i was scared of dying because i have three children who need me. but after a few months went by thing started getting easier. im not scared anymore, and all the new things ive learned about nutrition and the way were supposed to eat,have helped out tremendously. Thanks for listening.

Kinn D.
Kinn D. 2011-06-24 13:56:19 -0500 Report

I didn't even know what diabetes was or that my uncle and grand father had it too because no one ever talked about it. The only thing I knew was that I was going to the doctor because my grandmothers had begged my mom to do so(I was six). I also knew it couldn't have been good because my Momma was crying. The good thing was that because my grandmothers are worry warts, we caught my diabetes early before it could do too much damage. It is now 11 years later and I am doing the best I can. My Uncle and Grandfather still don't talk about it that much, but I think I'm getting my Uncle out of his shell a little bit.

Clanceycat 2011-06-23 13:49:08 -0500 Report

I went to the doctor because I had swelling in my calf. Landed in the hospital with blood clot(s) only to also find out I was diabetic. I too should have listened to the warning signs and remembered my family history. Thankfully I had a great doctor right from the start who was more than willing to listen to me and answer all my questions. I've been able to lose weight and bring my doeses of medication way down. It was a life changing day and I went from being a person who felt I was fairly healthy to feeling very fragile and vulnerable. Luckily I don't have many side effects or damage from the diabetes so I feel very lucky. The "kick me while I'm down" moment was the doctor telling me it's really difficult to lose weight when you're diabetic. But with VERY hard work I've lost some but need to lose more. It turns out that the blood clots were from a genitic blood disorder called Factor V Leiden, that is harder for me to accept because I can't 'fix' it.

biglove3 2016-09-14 13:37:13 -0500 Report

Do you mind me asking if they did anything to remove the clot at the time you were admitted and found out? I am for the first time in my life without health insurance and my calf has been swollen for several days. My feet hurt and have thick patches (which for years I thought was just from being on my feet often). A year ago, the doctor who delivered my 3rd child said she wanted me to re-test, but I was not concerned because I had my hands full with 3 small kids during the summer after delivery. I was thinking the diabetes was only gestational. Now, I understand why she was concerned. It explains a lot about how I am feeling. I just turned 40 and I thought that having 3 kids at 40 was the reason! I am feeling overwhelmed about this condition right now. I don't want a massive hospital bill.

jws120567 2011-06-21 00:08:20 -0500 Report

To be completely honest, I wasn't even remotely surprised when I found out last October. I'd had a severe Pancreatitis attack in January '09 that landed me in the hospital for 10-days, and stayed chronic for 1-1/2 years. I knew that my Pancreas wasn't going to come away intact. I have to explain that I've lived with a lot of significant health issues for many years, and my gastro doc suspects that the attack was brought on by the narcotic meds I have to take to keep my pain under control, since I'm not a drinker. Going off the pain meds isn't an option, unfortunately, so I decided that this was simply one more thing to adapt to, and I rolled with the punches. I went to a few DE classes and made a plan of attack with my Endo, and managed to get my BG under control by the end of December! I'm far more careful about what I eat, and I've gotten to the point where I believe I need to lower my insulin intake at mealtimes. Unfortunately, since I do have the health issues that I have, I'm unable to exercise, so I haven't been able to lose weight. But I'm moving to another state soon, and I'll have access to a pool where I can pay as I go, and it's only $5.00 each time, so that might be helpful in the struggle to bring my weight down. I wish everyone else hear lots of luck with your battles!!!

Paprika 2011-06-20 20:39:21 -0500 Report

The day I found out was in 1960 when I was 13. My mother took me to the doctor. He put me on some pills; however, they did not work. He said I would have to take insulin shots. Yep, that scared me. Asked if I wanted my mom to give them to me or if I wanted to give them to myself. I said I would do it. I would have to sooner or later. When mom and I went next door to get what we needed for my shots, I thought about running away from home so I would not have to take shots. Things got better, and here I am almost 64 and using an insulin pump.

Bonnie F
Bonnie F 2011-06-20 14:34:43 -0500 Report

I was 8 years old when I was diagnosed. I remember craving sweets. I had to go to the bathroom all the time. I was scrawny and feeling withdrawn. It was really confusing for me because I thought I did something wrong. The way diabetes was treated 31 years ago, was to have NO sugar. This was terrible for an 8 year old to hear. I didn't tell any one at school or in sports. When the parents in my class found out, they acted like it was a death sentence. I am proof that with close care from a great doctor and a family that took the time to learn what diabetes is, I can do anything. After 28 years of injections, I have finally moved to the pump! Thank God for the pump! It has made managing my diabetes so much easier!

Judey 2011-06-20 13:48:29 -0500 Report

When I was diagnosed back in 1973, I was said to have had the flu, luckily there was a Dr. whom knew of the symptoms & checked me out. I was within hours of being dead. For those of you today being diagnosed, just want you to know times have changed for the better with this disease technology has made it a lot easier than it used to be. After taking shots for 37 years I finally gave in & started using the pump, WOW technology is awesome. Never give up on yourself for there is always tomorrow

YogaGal 2011-06-20 10:44:41 -0500 Report

I don't remember the date but I remember the day. The doctor's receptionist called me and told me I had been diagnosed with diabetes and to come in to get the information I needed. When I went in, I expected the doctor to sit down with me and explain everything. Instead, the receptionist literally shoved a script for the meter and test strips at me with written instructions that read something like, "1500 calorie per day diet."
I was silent but absolutely enraged. I reported the doctor but of course nothing happened.
3 or 4 doctors later and I finally found one who is helping me really manage the diabetes. She suggested the book "Sugar Busters" (fantastic) and told me to get educated on the glycemic index and carbs.
By the way, one doctor I saw is known as the best doctor around for people with diabetes. He is obese and doesn't tell you squat.

wrmjw1 2011-06-20 10:31:21 -0500 Report

I remember the day that I was diagnosed as if it happend yesterday. I was diagnosed on september 23rd 2010. I had been having symptoms for about a year and a half. One day I went to the store and when I left the store, I couldnt walk at all. Luckily my neice was there as welll so she drove me home. When I went to the hospital the nurse said she could tell that I had diabetes just by looking at me. Once it was made official, I cried in the hospital. I knew that I was at risk of getting it since its on both sides of my family, plus Ive never had a problem with my weight, right now I weigh 135 lbs. Since I lost so many family members like my mom and my brother, I didnt want to live anymore. Since I also suffer from depression, and I dont have a job I was really upset at the time. I eventually tried to commit suicide in febaury of this year. Now that my unemployment has ran out my family has offered to help me. My pride wont let me except their help. Right now most of my diabetic supplies are running low, as well as my anti-depressants, since my cell phone doesnt work I cant contact them. I figure in a few days Ill run out of insulin and thats what scares me the most.

terconi 2011-06-27 10:48:37 -0500 Report

please dont give up hope. i understand the way you feel because i am only 105lbs and didnt think id get it either. but it happened and life still goes on one day at a time. please stay strong.

jws120567 2011-06-21 19:48:33 -0500 Report

Please don't let your pride get in the way of being helped by your loved ones, that's what they're there for! You can always return the favor or repay them when you get back on your feet. And please go get yourself to your county Social Services office right away and apply for Medicaid and anything else you might qualify for, there's no shame in it! Let them know you're diabetic and about to run out of meds, maybe they can fast-track you? I know what it's like to be so depressed you want to die, but diabetes is manageable, you don't have to die from this! Hang in there, and know you aren't alone, There are plenty of us who've been down a similar road.

milomaymay 2011-06-20 09:26:22 -0500 Report

i found out i have diabetes in2009/my mother died of diabetes and i am scared

Somoca 2011-06-22 05:24:14 -0500 Report

milomaymay, I am so sorry that you are scared. Please remember that you are among people who know exactly what you are going through. I'm tired of it and sometimes I am scared also; especially when I have a tingle in my hands or feet. But if I focus on that I would never leave the house. I do not date as much as I use to because I think of why would I want to expose a mate to my mess, but I go on and I think positive (most of the time). It will be okay Milo, I don't know how but I do know that it will…just hang on…ok?

inkywhite 2011-06-20 08:05:56 -0500 Report

July 10, 2010 I was diagnosed with Type 2. I had my annual exam at the end of June and labs drawn at that time. My A1C was 7.5. The nurse at my Drs office called me at work after lunch and told me I was diabetic. I sat at my desk and cried. However, since then I've gone to diabetic education, taken my Meftormin, watched my diet and exercise and my A1C last week was 6.1. I'm still in the learning phase of dealing with everything but try to stay motivated

Ceunei 2011-06-20 07:52:38 -0500 Report

I have a physical defect in a pancreatic duct that has been causing me pancreatitis attacks for years (since age 5), finally diagnosed when I was 25, and finally figured out how to physically control the attacks when I was 30 (diet control did not work). Members in both sides of the family have diabetes. It was only a matter of time.

Three years before getting pregnant, I went and had a physical for the first time in 20 years (chronic lack of health insurance does not encourage one to visit the dr after having to bankrupt to have one's pancreatitis diagnosed) to be sure I was healthy enough to have a baby. Everything was good except the 200 on the blood test. Well, I had Cigna PPO for insurance, and, ended up with a big bill because Cigna, at the time, rejected all claims, no matter what. I paid off rest the bill after wrangling with Cigna to pay at least some, and not understanding the significance of the blood test read, just started to work even harder physically, but did monitor the blood sugar on my own. I know now, those reads were prediabetc. Didn't then.

Three years ago, this month, 6/11/2008 was when I went on insulin. As soon as I found out I was pregnant, I quickly learned foods with any sort of corn syrup made me very nauseous…there was a lot of corn syrup in everything back then, so, modified the diet while complaining loudly in every store aisle about how all the foods have corn syrup in them (wrote quite a few letters to food companies, also). But, when I was six months pregnant I noticed I didn't feel right after a meal I was actually very hungry for. The next week, coincidentally, I had the glucose test. It provoked another pancreatic attack, which I told the doctor about and also told her I wasn't going to the hospital again as I had already controlled the attack with my exercises. So, the amalyse and lypase (sp) were all good (joy, confirming my exercises do work!), but, the blood sugar was high (sadness). My read was 245. I've been a combination of type 1 and type 2 ever since.

Now, I am prediabetic. I've learned even one beer or alcoholic drink will send me Type 1. I've learned over 140 lbs, I am type 2. I am working on the last 15 lbs to loose, soon, as I can still loose weight incredibly fast (no metabolic slow down at age 40 for me!),and, am forcing myself to plateau for a few months where I am, now. Once I reach minimum healthful weight and have readjusted myself to the lower eating levels, I shall begin another round of testing (will not go through insurance for supplies because of their limits on test strips which really anger me because the amount of test strips allowed for type-2 isn't nearly enough, plus, using the insurance really inflates the cost of supplies, still haven't written them, but soon will.), and see where I am. I wasn't responsive to any of the manmade drugs to control diabetes, and, I'm not going through the nausea again trying to adjust to them.

It has been quite a journey, one, I know now, that will never end.
As my diabetic advisor told me, Once a diabetic, Always a diabetic.

Hughslove 2011-06-20 07:11:30 -0500 Report

It was December 23 2004 when it was confirmed I was diabetic. I had been having problems not feeling well and seemed to take so long for simple injuries to heal. I kept asking my doctor to check since my mother was diabetic. He looked at me and said if you insist there is another test that can be done but it takes some time at lab. I said it didn't matter how long it was just order it. That was the 16th when ordered and I returned back on the 23rd of December and waited for him to come in. He walked in looked at me and said you have diabetes enjoy your Christmas and walked out. I stood up looked at my husband walked out to the front desk, looked at him and walked out of his office for the last time. I changed doctors. He didn't have to be sarcastic and rude. I had figures that would be the result of the test but

Waya5 2011-06-19 20:40:34 -0500 Report

My tribe has a 1 in 4 chance of the disease. The Pima gets it 1 in 2. My diabetes is under control now.

Waya5 2011-06-19 20:40:50 -0500 Report

February 12, 2000. I thought one of my best friends, a so-called extended family member would support me. Was I ever wrong. I thought my doctor would support me…wrong there too. I forced myself to learn to take care of myself on my own, and when my dad got the disease, I built a website to help fellow Native brothers and sisters who get diabetes.
It's open to anyone who needs help. No donations requested. Enjoy and hope it is helpful.

jayabee52 2011-06-20 06:47:51 -0500 Report

Howdy Waya
I took a look at your website and I have bookmarked it so I can go back. Looks like a lot of good material there! Good work!

olefart2 2011-06-19 14:22:58 -0500 Report

The day that I found out I was diabetic was july 17 2005. I was out and about with my wife just driving around and I just didn't feel right. We stopped for an ice cream cone and went home. She decided to watch a movie that I wasn't interested in so I laid down on the couch and took a nap. When I woke up I couldn't read the numbers on the cable box and told my wife to take me to the urgent care unit because I thought I had the flu. They took blood and urine for testing and I heard the Dr. talking to another Dr. in the hallway. They entered the exam room and the Dr. told me that I was going to die some time but not on his time. No one could believe that I walked into the hospital. My blood sugar was over 800 and over 1000 in my urine. 2 days later I walked out of the hospital a insulin dependent type 1 diabetic. It was quite a shock to my system. Started out with needles and vials then the pens and now I havbe the pump :<) . If anyone has the opportunity to get a pump DO IT!!! It is a godsend.

jawplanman 2011-06-19 12:21:57 -0500 Report

I was not surprised since my Dad was a Type 1 diabetic and my mom was a Type 2 diabetic. 5 years now. Still trying to keep diabetes in check.

Emma2412 2011-06-19 21:07:30 -0500 Report

How are you doing at keeping it in check? Diabvetes is something we can never "ignore" for a day even. That's been the hardest for me to learn, and sometimes, to tell you the truth, I sometimes have to wonder whether I have indeed learned that.

SheliaDell 2011-06-19 10:29:15 -0500 Report

Okay, confession time. The day I found out I was diabetic, I was extremely overweight, and in denial big-time. I was at supper with my husband when the doctor called to tell me the results of my test. I was eating mashed potatoes, fried chicken, and biscuits with butter. After I hung up with the doctor, I calmly went back to my supper and ordered a big dessert afterward. It took me over a year to get out of denial and start eating the way I should. Looking back, I think I felt that being diabetic was the end of my life, so why not enjoy it. Thank the Lord I came to my senses! I've lost 65 pounds recently, and although I have a ways to go, I'm eating more healthy, and am almost to the point that I can get off my medication.

Emma2412 2011-06-19 21:09:27 -0500 Report

Good for you, girl. That's great! Love to hear things like that. I'm trying to lose weight, too, but I'm not really dieting. I'm trying by simply being more active and eating veggies when I'm hungry between meals.
Keep on keeping on, girl

Ann Wambui
Ann Wambui 2011-06-19 08:14:57 -0500 Report

I do, Though its five years back, i remember the and it is as fresh as today.My body was becoming weaker and weaker everyday, that morning i was unwell and went to a nearby dispensary from my rural home. The clinical officer did not disclose at the moment to me but said he will pass by my home and give me the results.That evening he came home and disclosed the results to my parents first before me, who then told me about my condition.
I could not believe at that age i would be diabetic since i knew and people from where i come from know it's a condition for aged people.
The following day i went to town to a district hospital tyo confirm that am diabetic which turned positive.
It was hard to accept the reality.

eristar 2011-06-19 06:56:32 -0500 Report

Sure I remember! It was just a year ago this month, and I was in the doctor's office for some pre-surgery tests. I had put off the surgery for awhile, not wanting to go through a major spinal procedure, but the pain got to me and I scheduled it. When the diagnosis of diabetes came in, I was told that I had to postpone the operation until I could get my bg under control (A1C was 12.6). All I could think of was having more weeks of pain…I worked hard and was able to bring the numbers down enough to have the surgery a month later.

milesrf 2011-06-18 20:30:37 -0500 Report

It was about January 14, 2002. At a friend's apartment, I suddenly found my left arm and left leg unable to move. I had him call for an ambulance. At the emergency room, I was told I'd had a stroke and also had diabetes. I was never told if the two were connected in any way other than being diagnosed on the same day. I later found out that the diabetes was type 2, and the stroke was ischemic.

Somoca 2011-06-18 22:37:59 -0500 Report

Milesrf, I am so sorry. thats all I know to say. i hope that the stoke is something you have been able to overcome. ((((Hugs))))

milesrf 2011-06-20 00:10:49 -0500 Report

Partly. I am now able to walk slowly, with a little use of my left arm. No longer able to drive to work and back, so I had to retire early and go on disability.

BrBlevins 2011-06-18 20:07:12 -0500 Report

I recall it distinctly. It was Dec 14, 2007. I had just had an ischemic stroke and was diagnosed with Diabetes 2, High Cholesterol, High Blood Pressure, and depression. Two days after my 41 birthday.

Somoca 2011-06-18 22:39:18 -0500 Report

BrBlevins, I am sorry about your stroke also. You and milesrf have close tot he same experience, it makes me wonder if the diabetes had a role in your strokes. Sorry ((((Hugs)))).

BrBlevins 2011-06-19 14:15:50 -0500 Report

The doctors say it was from extreme high blood pressure. I can walk very minimally and have no use of my right arm.

Izzie 2011-06-18 18:29:36 -0500 Report

I dont recall the date I was diagnosed but it was around 10 yrs ago. I went in for a urinary tract infection and the Dr did some tests and said you are diabetic. While it wasnt expected I have been dealing with it for some time. I started out on oral meds but have been on insulin for about 7 yrs. Just remember that it is controllable Just hang in there.

clj01 2011-06-18 18:27:34 -0500 Report

I remember when I was first told I had diabetes was on the occaision of my physical to go in the military. I was immediately in a state of denial, and did alll that I could to prove the doctor wrong. Thirty years later I was working in a diabetes education program when I was able to identify that I had a problem. My doctor more or less ignored my iinterpretation on my first visit so I felt that I was mistaken. After about one month I went back, but this time I was armed with proof. That time he took me serkiously and I finally started treatment.

Anonymous 2011-06-18 16:04:10 -0500 Report

I don't remember the date, but the year was 1970. I was only 5 years old, but I had been laying around for weeks because I was too tired to play! My mother had taken me to the doctor several times, but he finally did a urine test and said I had diabetes. He then sent me home for the weekend and told me to check in at the hospital on Monday!! Unlike today when IMMEDIATE action would be taken! I have had both VERY HIGH and VERY LOW blood sugars, and I seem to tolerate both. I am now 46 years old, I'm on a pump and a Continuous Glucose Monitor. I have the support of a wonderful husband, I'm a mother to 2 sons and I am "learning" to be a Gramma!!

Anonymous 2011-06-18 16:03:40 -0500 Report

I don't remember the date, but the year was 1970. I was only 5 years old, but I had been laying around for weeks because I was too tired to play! My mother had taken me to the doctor several times, but he finally did a urine test and said I had diabetes. He then sent me home for the weekend and told me to check in at the hospital on Monday!! Unlike today when IMMEDIATE action would be taken! I have had both VERY HIGH and VERY LOW blood sugars, and I seem to tolerate both. I am now 46 years old, I'm on a pump and a Continuous Glucose Monitor. I have the support of a wonderful husband, I'm a mother to 2 sons and I am "learning" to be a Gramma!!

2011-06-18 15:33:05 -0500 Report

I remember as if it were yesterday when I was diagnosed w/diabetes. It was Friday April 21st 1995. I was living in an apt, cause my house was destroyed by the 1994 Northridge (California) earthquake. My house at that time was invested by contractors. My mother had just received a phone call from my brother saying that she was going to be a first time grandmother. About a 1/2 hour later I get a phone call from my Dr. saying the tests results came in, & it showed that I was a type 2 diabetic. So 16 yrs. later, I've been living my life as a diabetic.

rcmodelr 2011-06-18 15:30:13 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed Type 1 on 9/11/1991. Most memorable thing about it was how sick I'd felt the entire Summer, and doctor comments when they diagnosed me… Mankato MN's Clinic closed @ 5 PM, checked me out & kept me there from 4 - 6:30 PM, then called the Hospital saying Mom was taking me to the ER…

When I got to the ER, I got out of van, started walking to the ER door when staff met me with a wheelchair & INSISTED I was UNABLE TO WALK IN!!!

Upon doing blood work, I was transferred from ER to the ICU…

The doctors & lab specialists were ALL in my ICU room talking to me trying to figure out how I was managing to remain ALIVE, much-less still CONSCIOUS!!!

They ALL told me "NOBODY ever enters the Hospital with a BG above around 400 - 550 still conscious… With BG that high, you come here UNCONSCIOUS, BY AMBULANCE… NOT WALKING, LIKE YOU DID!!!"

When they got the lab work back, they ALL told me they had no idea how high my BG level was at diagnosis, because even the Hospital's lab equipment could ONLY register accurate readings UP TO 1600, and their equipment, with MY BLOOD ONLY registered the word "HIGH" meaning my BG was ABOVE 1600, and I was still conscious & fully aware of what was going on…

Then, they did an Arterial Blood Draw from my wrist… Before doing that, the Nurse warned me "This test usually HURTS LIKE HELL!!! We've seen grown men in TEARS from this one, but we need to do it… Sorry."

It took the Nurse FIVE attempts to manage to get the needle into my artery in my wrist, and I NEVER FELT ANYTHING the whole time, but by the time she found the artery, the NURSE was IN TEARS over how many times she had to poke the needle into my wrist to find where the blood was…

Then, they stuck the IV's into me… One in each arm, and told me in advance… "Slight stick here, but based on your reaction to the arterial blood draw, you probably won't notice it…" But I felt EACH IV line poking into me enough that each one nearly sent me through the roof in pain…

They got blood work from Arterial Blood Draw back, then came back to me saying that as high as my BG was, I should have arrived UNCONSCIOUS… Then they said they'd previously considered a Blood Acetone lever of 2.25% as FATAL and UN-SURVIVABLE… So based on my Blood Acetone level, I should have been getting checked into the MORTUARY instead of JUST the Hospital because my BG level was un-readable (over 1600), and my Blood Acetone reading was BARELY under 3%!!!

First 3 days in ICU, staff was doing nearly HOURLY blood draws from me, and each time, the one taking the blood would joke with me saying "Sorry to disturb you again, but maintenance is refinishing furniture downstairs… We need more of YOUR PAINT REMOVER!!!"

olefart2 2011-06-20 17:05:30 -0500 Report

You must be a type 1 like me. Just about the same senerio. Love to prove doctors wrong evry now and again I posted my story 6-19

sc1boy 2011-06-18 21:48:33 -0500 Report

I understand that very well I was over 1000 when diagnosed in 1976 when I was 18 mopnths old and was sitting in the floor playing . I posted earlyer what they said to my parents.

elaines 2011-06-18 15:01:37 -0500 Report

I remember the exact day, September 23, 1988. I went in for some blood work after spending the summer going to bed with popsicles to quench my thirst and frequent urination, which I blamed on the heat. Well after they got back the blood results the doctor told me I didn't need to take any more tests. I was so happy and excited I thought it was all over. Then the bomb dropped. Your sugar is so high you don't need any more tests to confirm you are diabetic. So immediately I began on insulin and was taking 6 shots or more every day until June 11, 2007, the day I received a pancreas transplant. I had already received a kidney from my sister in 2005. So that was a day that changed my life, a day will never forget.

sc1boy 2011-06-18 21:50:01 -0500 Report

How did the transplant go is it still working like it should

elaines 2011-06-18 22:19:49 -0500 Report

Yes both the kidney and the pancreas are doing great. I actually have problems with my sugar going low now. I can eat what I want and it doesn't effect my sugars. But I still try to watch some what. Of course I will have to take anti rejection meds the rest of my life but that beats 6 shots a day. Plus I have just about every complication imaginable so it will help stop the progression of the complications.

daiggle1 2011-06-18 14:46:49 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed with type 2 in 1994. I all started for me when I noticed both feet were freezing even though it was the dead of summer and the temperature out side was 98 degrees. I went to see a Podiatrist, who referred me to a specialist for a test. The specialist hooked an electrode to the tip of my big toe on each foot and and another electrode to each knee and shocked each foot several times to see how long it took the impulse to travel from the knee to the toe. A week later I went back to the Podiatrist who imformed me that "these are the worst results i've ever seen! Are you diabetic?" I told him that I wasn't and he told me I should get myself tested. I said "OK, how do I do that?" He told me to call my physician and he would set up to get me tested. I got an appointment to see my doctor that afternoon. When I saw the doctor I told him about the test and the recommendation to get tested for diabetes. At first my doctor didn't think it was necessary, but he scheduled a blood test at the local hospital. A few days after the blood test I went back to see him and the test comfirmed I had type 2 Diabetes. He prescribed Glyburide and Metformin that I started taking, and I still take to this day. He also sent me to an Nutritionist who explaned what I could eat and what to avoid, and over the years my blood sugar has run from the low 90's to high 120's.

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babysitting barb 2011-06-18 14:11:57 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed in Feb of 2009. I had just left my abusive husband of 23 yrs in Oct of 08. During my marriage I was not allowed to visit a doctor except when I was pregnant with my 2 daughters. In Feb I had noticed that I had been drinking ALOT of water and pepsi and of course then spending a great deal of time finding a bathroom every 5 mins. When I was taking my youngest daughter's boyfriend home from a visit with us I noticed that I was having a hard time reading the road signs. I went to the doctor the next day. My fasting sugar was 277. I was put on metformin and later also Glyburide. Now 2 yrs later and divorice final my sugar is pretty much under control. My mornings are my highest usually but we have not yet figured out why. But Ive lost 10lbs so far and am walking everyday. Also gave up the pepsi(hardest thing I ever did lol) . All my thanks go to God and how He's ben with me all through this.

nzingha 2011-06-18 14:01:05 -0500 Report

I had been looking out for mine since I had developed gestational diabetes. In fact I knew before the doctors.. that was 2000. I had gone back to do post graduate studies and had done the required medicasl for acceptance to University in England.. they sent me a note to come in. I was depressed for weeks and just took bed for it and felt sorry for myself.. I felt broken..disabled for life.. in fact its looked at in the UK as a disability.. I wanted to just curl up in a corner and die..Then my daughter reminded me of my father…how good he was at controlling his and that changed least I was just getting tablets and excercise… but now I am on insulin and seems I have to stay there..I feel like I have newly contracted the disease ..again.. so I am still trying to come to grips with using the insulin… its kinna depressing me again and worse it has done some damage to my nerves… the weakness in my legs, swollen ankles..kidneys..its depressing…on top of which there is high blood pressure! ah well such is life!
But I have gotten the numbers down and I am working on it everyday…its not that hard when u put ur mind to it really..I'm in control!

valeriepavery 2011-06-18 13:40:03 -0500 Report

My doctor first mentioned I was diabetic in Jan 2010. (I heard prediabetic.) He prescibed Metformin and told me to contact the dietician. Needless to say I freaked out. When I contacted the dietician and she told me to bring in my testing kit. I really freaked out then and told her I was prediabetic and didn't need one. Needless to say I didn't make that class. I figured as long as I took Metformin I felt I was okay. My husband and I have the same pcp who would ask him during the year when he went in how his diabetic wife was doing because I never went back to him for a follow up appointment. My husband was confused because I had downplayed the diagnosis and even convinced him the doctor didn't remember what he said. Damn, I was good.
In November I went to Sarasota to visit my mother-in-law and developed a gum infection and like most of you, was constantly running to the bathroom. Well, she is 75 and always complaining about always having to use the washroom, so I figured this is the beginning of the rest of my life. (Watching the Depends commercials didn't help.) After I returned home the first thing I did was go see the dentist who performed a scaling. Fast forward to December of that year. I went to see the doctor because I was experiencing what I thought were perimenapause symptons and overall aging. I had just turned 50 that year and had been reasonably healthy throughout my life. Anyway, other symptons were also ocurring, including excessive fatigue and continuous drinking of fluids. When I went to see my pcp I was floored when he said my glucose was 440 and a1c was 14. He wanted me to go to the hospital immediately. I refused and asked him to increase the Metformin dosage. He quadrupled it which over the next couple of days made me very sick.
I contacted several friends who had been diagnosed with diabetes that year and were put on insulin. Once they told me you could get off of it. Another friend, a dietician, had me attend one of her workshops. She convinced me to call my doctor and go to the hospital so they could get it under control. I was in the hospital for two days, began taking insulin shots times a day, in addition to the Metformin. 2-1/2 months later, I got off the insulin; my glucose is usually around 110 - 120 and the last appt my a1c reading was 6.3. My endocrinologist says if it remains at 6.3 or lower for the next year, I can come off the Metformin. BTW, I am taking Onglyza (for the a1c) too. The thing that got me over this whole diagnosis is: it is what it is. It runs in my family too and, although I didn't want to take insulin, let alone 4 shots a day, I took to it immediately. Not acting on my primary diagnosis caused me to get to the point I ended up at. To me administering the shots were easy because the needles were so thin and the insulin pen was sooooo convenient. I got so good at it: I was shooting up in the car before meals if I had to and once in a room with family members. (My purse hid my fixins.) ;-) I try to exercise at least every other day if not daily and continue to watch my carb intake. Sweets were never a problem, but if I want it I will eat it every now and then. Who knows where I will end up with this, but I will give it my best shot. Good luck to everyone in their maintenance plan.

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big momma 10 2011-06-18 13:17:29 -0500 Report

It was in August of 2005. I had wnet in for a pre-op for having Knee surgery. By the time I made it to my pricare Doctor to complete my test. He told me I couldnt have the surgery because that morning when I came in my sugar was over 500. And now it was just 475. I think I already knew that I was diabetic, I had had all the sign. When I was doing my Military out, My doctoe told me then that I was borderline. I tried to ignore it. It didnt work for long. thank God, I probably ended up with some serious problems.

flyinhi 2011-06-18 13:08:18 -0500 Report

September 1987 ~ I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 19, newly married, living 3,000 miles from my parents, beyond homesick. My husband and I had a huge fight and he shoved me down a flight of stairs. I started bleeding, so I went to the ER, where I was told I'd lost the baby. The doctor kept me overnight and the next day he said I have diabetes. All I wanted was my Mom, who obviously couldn't be there, she was so upset about the diagnosis, that she hung up on my husband when he told her. I had some awesome nurses in the hospital though, and the upside was that I didn't have to wear glasses for about a year…lol.

pbufordjr 2011-06-18 12:21:14 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed on Christmas Day 2010 in the emergency room. I was not seeing well and going to the bathroom to urinate every half hour for about two weeks and was waiting to go my doctor appointment that was scheduled for the day after Christmas. Because of the holidays it was hard getting into the doctor's office any sooner.

A couple of days before Christmas I was really feeling bad and my wife wanted me to just go to the emergency room but I thought I could wait it out until after Christmas day to see what was going on thinking I had some type of flu, besides I still had shopping to do (was that silly thinking). On Christmas Eve I was feeling so badly that I drove myself to the doctor's office which is in the medical center at Wright Patterson Air Force Base to see if I could be a walk in patient, but no one was there because of the holiday. I was feeling so poorly and thinking so poorly that I forgot that the emergency room there was right around the corner of the building and didn't go there, thinking that I would just wait for my appointment that was in 2 days.

On Christmas day my family came to my house (I live alone) and we had breakfast and opened presents. Around 1:00 in the afternoon I couldn't stand myself anymore and agreed to be taken to the ER at WPAFB. The results were an overnight stay at the hospital to get my sugar down with a I.V. insulin line (my sugar level was then 667), and they working on me to get my kidneys to function again. My doctor said that it was good that I came when I did or I may have gone into a coma or could have died. I am do so much better now and I am now even off of insulin injections, but Christmas Day 2010 will be one that I will never forget.

sc1boy 2011-06-18 11:44:14 -0500 Report

I was 18 months old and had a blood sugar of over 1000 when the doctors told my parents that I had diabetes. When they told them I was sitting in the floor playing.The doctors came in and asked where the sick child was and my parents told them I was there sitting and playing. The doctors could not believe there eyes. I should have been in a coma but I wasn't.

purple1900 2011-06-18 11:31:25 -0500 Report

I found out I was diabetic while in the ER. I went in because I had gotten the stomach flu and was dehydrating to fast. I showed all the symptoms of it being my appendix so they did blood work and some urine samples and came back and told me my appendix was fine and I was diabetic. I call the stomach flu a blessing in disquise because I probably still wouldn't have been diagnosed.

CaroleArie 2011-06-18 10:25:09 -0500 Report

I knew before my doctor did. I had been on high doses of Prednisone for several months, for my asthma.

The symptoms had been coming on for some time, but they weren't the symptoms that I was familiar with. The desire and ability to eat enormous volumes of food without gaining an ounce was the main one. Then, on a Thursday, i noticed that there wasn't enough liquid in the word to satisfy my thirst (I was drinking Pepsi, which only made things worse). [No poem intended, there]

I switched to water, and was drinking up to four gallons per day. Spent most of the rest of the time urinating. Then, my vision became blurry, on and off. Then, it was blurry all the time. Then, it got worse, to the point where I was functionally blind.

My ex-husband, also diabetic, checked my blood sugar. It was getting close to the 500 mark.

I called my doctor's office on Friday and made an appointment for Monday. I got her e-mail address, and wrote to her about my symptoms, and suggested that I probably had diabetes. On Monday, she put me on Metform and Glyburide.

When I told my allergist, who had prescribed the Prednisone, that I was diabetic, he nearly cried. He was so apologetic. Then, he put me on Advair, which controlled my symptoms better, and has the added benefit of not *causing* diabetes.

I know it was a Thursday. I know it was in mid-May. I don't remember the year, but it's been more than 8, but less than 13 years ago. Doesn't really matter. What's done is done.

RoyceTX 2011-06-18 10:22:58 -0500 Report

It was in 1964. I had diabetes in my family and I was, oddly enough, President of the Dallas Diebetes Associaion. I worked at Sears and was keeping the store open one Thursday evening. I found myself running from the bathroom to the water fountain. A light dawned, so I went out to a drug store and bought some test tape. It turned emerald green. I thought "Oh, Oh." Seems that the president of the clinical society and I were to fly to Houston the next day to help them organize a diabetes association with both lay and clinical societies. So I called him and told him I had a problem and explained what had happened. He said to come into his office the next morning at a private hospital he owned and get checked.

When I told the receptionist I wanted to see him. She said he wouldn't be in. I said I'd just wait in the waiting room. She thought I had lost my mind, but in a few minutes she came out and took me in. After the test, he confirmed my self-diagnosis and said that I would inject 15 u. Then we would head to Houston and he would hospitalize me when we returned. His nurse filled a glass syringe and gave it to me to inject in my upper arm which I did. I handed her the syringe, passed out and fell on the floor. They were very apologetic saying they though I was OK.

I had a research friend who was working on Orinase and another who was working on tolbutamide. They were good friends to me even though they disliked each other. Due to my psychological problems with syringes my docotor tried me on oral medications without success. I was finally taking injections. Truthfully, within a decade or so, you can get used to injections. I'm on a pump now.

jimijim 2011-06-18 10:10:15 -0500 Report

after about a year of avoiding the Dr. for a physical , after trying over eating to gain my weight back being undiagnosed for over a year with the usual symptoms which were unknown to me back then. i had tried that year trying to diagnose myself with symptom such as excessive urination , over eating ,feeling stressed , feeling as if i might pass out , losing weight , losing strength , losing hair and having huge boils on my buttock that would leave me bed bound . having gone thru all of this to say the least , i had a growing fear of the big ''C''ancer and the fear of being diagnosed with cancer i had convinced myself that i must have it and was dyeing . so that Christmas i tried to make it a happy one fearing it could be my last , so everyone received nicer then ever before gifts . so finally it got to be too much , not having a Dr. i search the telephone book an make the appointment i so dearly needed . my appointment came an my urine was full of unseen sugars so after a 400 finger stick i was immediately admitted and was told i had it '' Diabetes '' what a relief . i spent the next two decades feeling sorry for myself medicating myself with street drugs what a mistake . i'm nolonger doing the illegal drugs but do a long list of prescribed meds so if your sick get help & thank God , i would of been so much better without the complications i now have , so except all the help from your Dr. and allow God into your life, being thankful what you have & have not…

jladytiger1979 2011-06-18 10:04:36 -0500 Report

I feel like my journey is still in the "new" phase. I was diagnosed in February 2010. I had gone to an endocrinologist on my own. I had been feeling awful. Like I had a flu I couldn't shake. I was sleeping through whole weekends & I had no other symptoms. My PCP said I was just depressed and kept slathering me in antidepressant. I had convinced myself I had a thyroid problem. She took LOTS of bloodwork. Sugar, cholesterol, thyroid, B12, testosterone…I came back a week later. She told me my cholesterols were great, everything normal but oh…you have diabetes. My heart sank through the floor. I watched my mother suffer for SO many years testing and injecting insulin. She is still alive with nerve complications. She came out on the other side on a small dose of daily metformin and a heavy weightloss. I cried for a week. I went back in for a glucose test to confirm but my blood tests had never shown diabetes! How can this be??? I was also diagnosed by my endocrinologist with polycystic ovarian syndrome. So not only did this put me at greater risk, my mother had it, I have American Indian heritage and morbidly obese (with multiple dramatic weightlosses and gains during my life). There I was. Diagnosed at 30. My heart broke. I didn't think I would mentally survive! My endocrinologist sat down with me. She called and emailed me to console & instruct me. She set me up for an appointment with a diabetic dietician. I attended classes and even a cooking class. She immediately put me on metformin as well. I started slowly learning about carbs, meal planning and food choices. Then portion control. Then exercise. I knew if I dumped it all on myself at once I would never follow through. I has lost 84 lbs so far. My daily bg is around 100. I'm still learning. I have more goals and my journey is not over. I have taken control of my life. I'm not just a label. I'm now living! I have to say 8 am grateful for the diagnosis so I could learn to take care of myself from here on out and tobhave the opportunity to educate myself & help others!

Soccerdad2011 2011-06-18 09:26:34 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed in January of this year and it felt like a death sentence…I was in total shock (even though a part of me was almost anticipating it). Took me about a day and then I starting reading about the disease. Began making some changes (had made a ton of changes the yr leading up to the diagnosis..lost 100 LBS), joined the gym…what really scared me was the warnings on the meds - took me about 2 weeks and then I started taking them. In one month sugar went from 333 to 82. We can do this!!!!

Bill_Type1 2011-06-18 09:25:17 -0500 Report

I was diagnosed on February 29, 1972. I was (almost) 4 years old and don't have many insights. I did spend almost 3 weeks in the hospital and remember having a tuna fish sandwich with a candle on it in place of my 4th birthday cake.

I met a 6 year old boy by the name of Lucas in the hospital. I didn't know it at the time, but he had some form of cancer. I made it out of the hospital in 3 weeks, but Lucas did not (he had passed away).

To this day, I always remember there are MUCH worse things than being diabetic.

Type1Lou 2011-06-18 09:22:22 -0500 Report

After losing 10 lbs in 2 weeks and waking up every 5 minutes to urinate, I made an appt with my PCP. (I was in a stressful job and had been separated from my 1st husband for several months at that time.) Having grown up with a diabetic Dad, I was familiar with the symptoms and suspected that I too had developed diabetes. My doctor confirmed it after a glucose tolerance test in August 1976. I drove 50 miles home to my Mom's (2 years a widow) to give myself my first insulin injection. It took me 5 minutes to plunge the needle into my thigh…I knew I had to do it but my arm just refused to move…I finally was able to force myself to do that first shot. My Mom was crying because she felt she was responsible for my developing the diabetes! I explained to her that that was nonsense! She's been gone 5 years now and was the most loving, giving, supporting person I will ever know. I was blessed to have her in my life until her 98th year.