It's not easy being what you are...

MAYS
By MAYS Latest Reply 2012-09-10 22:04:07 -0500
Started 2012-09-08 19:58:26 -0500

Being depressed because you are a diabetic can really eat away at you.

Let's face it, it's not easy at all, although we try to make it that way, but rest assured that there are many other issues in life that are much worse than diabetes.
So next time you are feeling depressed because you have diabetes, click on the link below and listen to the song.

http://www.diabeticconnect.com/videos/1969-th...

After all, you could be the color green, and that isn't any easier than having diabetes!

~Mays~


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AF Retired 462
AF Retired 462 2012-09-10 22:04:07 -0500 Report

I get depressed quite a bit. My nerves are about shot. I had my doctor give me something for it. Between the diabetes and other health issues…I have good days and bad days. I used to be really outgoing. For the last 8 months I am too nervous to go very far from home. Really puts a dampner on my motorcycle riding. I used to do a 400 mile day ride by myself.

Just Joyce
Just Joyce 2012-09-09 20:34:15 -0500 Report

For the past month on non raining Sunday mornings, my sister an I get up at 4:30 to get the car loaded and go to vend at our Farmers Market. This morning I was purchasing corn, tomatoes and peaches for my neighbor who is a senior citizen. While waiting in line to pay for a purchase, a woman in an over sized electric wheel chair weighing about 375-400lbs. holding 2 honey dips and two lemon pastries in her lap while eating a blueberry pastry asked me if I would get her a basket of tomatoes and gave me the money. By the time I got up to pay, the woman was on her final donut. I know this is rude but I was standing there thinking you can't walk because of your weight, but you just ate 2 honey dips and 3 pastries. I paid for everything and put her purchases in her backpack on the back of the chair when she said. I don't know what I am going to do about my weight. I was diagnosed 8 months ago as a T2 diabetic. Not only could you have knocked me over with a feather, but I almost stopped breathing. It took a good minute for my brain to start functioning again.

I asked her did she have time for a chat and she said sure. She seemed happy that someone was talking to her and not looking at her with disgust. We went to a quiet area and I said, I have to be blunt. You can't walk because you weigh almost 400lbs. She said 425. Again I had to recover. I said why not take a gun, put it to your head and kill yourself, it will be faster. You just ate 2 donuts and 3 pastries something a diabetic should never do. You are slowly killing yourself she said her blood sugar was 220 this morning. She is not on insulin.

I told her I am also T2 and we talked about the kinds of foods she should be eating to lower her numbers. While we were sitting there her daughter came up. She told her daughter she had to start fixing better foods for her. Her daughter agreed but felt her mother wouldn't go for it. She told her daughter that she was slowing killing herself and she needed to really do better. At this point she was in tears. We talked for about an hour. I told her I would help her and we exchanged Email addresses. About 25 minutes later I heard an ambulance but couldn't see anything else. At that point, I was on the Crafter's side of the market and the ambulance was on the Farmers side. Thirty minutes after that I got an email from the woman's daughter. Her mother was in the ER with a blood sugar over 500. She fainted while waiting to pay for peaches.

Having diabetes isn't depressing for me. What is depressing about diabetes are people who don't/won't take care of it. This woman seems to be a sweetheart with a daughter who cared but was afraid of hurting her mothers feelings by preparing the right foods. I just got another Email from the daughter. Her mom will be in the hospital until her blood sugar is lowered and she can get it under control. She said she was going to go buy recipe books and other diabetic books and her mother was going to lose weight, get her diabetes under control because she does not want to lose her and she thanked me for not treating her mother as a freak because of her weight. She promised follow ups.

MAYS
MAYS 2012-09-09 15:07:08 -0500 Report

Just substitute the word "diabetic" for the word "green" and you will see that either way it's not easy being either, but you are, what you are!
Make the most of it, be yourself and never stop living, even if you are "green/diabetic".

Just Joyce
Just Joyce 2012-09-09 20:35:31 -0500 Report

I love Kermit but he doesn't hold a candle to the ultimate diva and my all time favorite, Miss Piggy.

MAYS
MAYS 2012-09-09 20:57:41 -0500 Report

Kermit was the love of her life!
No on could ever say, or do anything bad to (or concerning) Kermit, or else they had a serious force to deal with!

annesmith
annesmith 2012-09-09 00:49:49 -0500 Report

I just remind myself that I don't have cancer. I had a great aunt that went through hell with breast cancer. She said that cigarette smoking was not worth any of the pain she went through when she went through radiation. She died in 1985, and I miss her so much. I still think about her everyday. She had a very very high tolerance for pain, but the radiation treatments made her so sick that she was vomiting so hard that it literally threw her off her hospital bed when she was vomiting—sorry to sound offensive, all apologies. My dad and I , both brittle diabetics, didn't really mind the diabetes that much—-to us, it was just kind of a natural part of us—-not that we thought diabetes was great, but, to us, worse, much much worse would be cancer, muscular dystrophy, bone disease, paralysis. I find myself that when I do get depressed about my diabetes, it's because I am not keeping in touch with the great and wonderful people on this site! This is the most educational site I've ever ran across!!—-ANNE

annesmith
annesmith 2012-09-09 00:49:49 -0500 Report

I just remind myself that I don't have cancer. I had a great aunt that went through hell with breast cancer. She said that cigarette smoking was not worth any of the pain she went through when she went through radiation. She died in 1985, and I miss her so much. I still think about her everyday. She had a very very high tolerance for pain, but the radiation treatments made her so sick that she was vomiting so hard that it literally threw her off her hospital bed when she was vomiting—sorry to sound offensive, all apologies. My dad and I , both brittle diabetics, didn't really mind the diabetes that much—-to us, it was just kind of a natural part of us—-not that we thought diabetes was great, but, to us, worse, much much worse would be cancer, muscular dystrophy, bone disease, paralysis. I find myself that when I do get depressed about my diabetes, it's because I am not keeping in touch with the great and wonderful people on this site! This is the most educational site I've ever ran across!!—-ANNE

MAYS
MAYS 2012-09-09 06:29:44 -0500 Report

Well said, and I agree with you 100%!
It may not be easy having diabetes at times, but guess what (?) it's mine, all mine!
And i'm going to make the most of it by managing it well!

~Mays~

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