Bleck!

My syringe is non-recreational. I am a type one diabetic. This blog will have things about my diabetes and overall health. I'm not a thinspo, or fitspo. I'm just trying to gain control over my disease in a healthy manner through diet and exercise.

Height:5'3"
A1C: 9.3
SW: 156.8lbs
GW: 120lbs
CW: 151lbs
SBMI: 28.7
CBMI:26.7
GBMI:21.7
Program: P90x
Meds: Humalog in Insulin Pump

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♥ 21 Notes / Thu Mar 7th, 2013

diabeticonfessions:

I need to pay more attention to my diabetes. I ignore it. Eat what I shouldn’t, don’t bolus, and just continue on with what ever until I feel crappy. I know it’s not good for me in the long run, but I just miss life before it.

Me too…. -_-‘

♥ 115 Notes / Fri Feb 22nd, 2013

When nonbetics think they know more about diabetes than you do

whatdiabetesshouldcallme:

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♥ 64 Notes / Tue Feb 12th, 2013

gammmaray:

It’s crazy how many people don’t know diabetes is genetic and not related to eating too much sugar. Though tagging photos of your desserts with “diabetes” might seem funny… it probably isn’t to the millions of people living with this invisible illness- plus that joke is so old and overused be more clever at least. The misconceptions and negative connotations associated with the word ‘diabetes’ won’t change until more people really understand what it is. It’s crazy that a disease that affects so many people is still so misunderstood by the general population (and Hollywood as seen in the ridiculous and medically incorrect story line shown in the recent release of Hansel&Gretel:Witch Hunters). So hopefully anyone who reads this will take it to heart.

♥ 183 Notes / Thu Feb 7th, 2013

Noticing another diabetic in public when they pull out their pump/shots/meter etc.

whatdiabetesshouldcallme:

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♥ 34 Notes / Mon Feb 4th, 2013

♥ 41 Notes / Mon Feb 4th, 2013

janie-jones:

But, you know, it’s no big deal or anything. Tonight at work I was told to “get over it.” Go fuck yourself.

♥ 23 Notes / Sat Dec 29th, 2012

♥ 74 Notes / Thu Oct 18th, 2012

kittyjun:

lost-in-the-post:

The purpose of this post is partly because I think bruises are pretty and partly because I have had enough of people making fun of my INHERITED disease.
So here’s the deal. This is the reality of type 1 diabetes. It is not too much sugar, or overweight people or something we inflict upon ourselves. It is genetics. It is daily injections, thousands of needles annually, just simply to survive. It is bruises and bleeding and medical tests, relationships with doctors, the fear you will lose a limb or your sight or a kidney. It is the knowledge that you will die young and the likelihood your future children will be affected. It’s not fun. It is certainly something nobody would choose. I didn’t choose the diabetic life, the diabetic life chose me.
I bet you didn’t know that diabetics are twice as likely to commit suicide than any non-diseased person (as is the case with most chronic illnesses) I truly believe that part of the reason suicide rates are so high amongst diabetics is due to the constant emotional and physical distress this illness puts us through. It is the knowledge you are permanently stuck like this for the rest of your life, coupled with the ‘jokes’ people make about the disease. It is waking up in the middle of the night, calves knotted, the inability to move your legs and the excruciating pain due to muscle cramps from high blood sugar slowly and painfully causing the breakdown of your muscles.
I do think it is important to laugh at yourself and for some that is part of the healing process; part of what makes the daily itchy pain of this disease bearable. However many jokes I hear cross the line between lightheartedness and become simply demeaning. I know how to laugh at my misfortune, but I do get offended when I see pictures of sugary food and drink with captions about getting diabetes from consuming them. It doesn’t work that way. It is a mix of genetics and environmental factors (in my case, it was simply a flu virus) that triggers the onset of the destruction of the self at the hands of the immune system. It is not always so easy to shrug off the ignorance, especially for those who may already be emotionally unstable.
The reality is, it hurts like hell. The reality is, many of us get very sick. The reality is, I almost died because my diabetes went undetected and untreated for so long. So when I see people make ignorant jokes about the thing that almost took my life I quite justifiably become upset. And when people tell me to get over it or to just take a joke, it degrades my everyday struggle and takes away from the mental strength it takes to do this every day for the rest of our lives.
I know most of you won’t read this whole thing, and if you’re still with me I admire your tenacity and compassion. I know this probably won’t get seen my many or maybe the only people that will read this will be fellow diabetics. But to those who haven’t experienced this, I hope this has informed you and I hope you take something away from this. To the fellow diabetics out there: keep going. Take it day by day and don’t dwell on the permanency of this. Just appreciate that you are alive and that modern medicine has come so far.
I don’t believe in much, but I do believe in science. And I am hopeful they will be able to cure this soon. For me, a cure is probably out of reach because maybe I’m too far gone. I have no beta cells left so I can’t regenerate any from pre existing cells. But I am hopeful.
I don’t mean to sound pompous and I’m sorry this is such a long post. But honestly, I think this is an issue that needs to be freely discussed in a calm, open and honest way. I see a lot of debates on here about offensive diabetes jokes and often they are highly emotional and intense. This post aims to be respectful and polite whilst still informing. This is just my opinion and if I get hate for it I don’t care, it’s worth it if this gets through to at least one person.
Thank you for your time and understanding you beautiful human being.

THIS. This describes it to a tee. I got a stomach virus, and I never got ‘well’ again. I was 5’2” and weighed 80lbs when they found me in a coma on the bathroom floor. I was supposed to die.

♥ 2 Notes / Sun Sep 9th, 2012

Grrrr

I’m so upset with myself right now I want to scream. Earlier this morning I took a bath and put my pump on suspend. Well, I was so tired I laid back down and fell asleep….without resuming my pump… I woke up with a blood sugar of mid 200’s. I immediately resumed my pump and bolused. My whole day has been completely fucked up. I think I’ve been below 200, hmm twice? I’ve checked my blood sugar at least 20 times… I’ve even dosed myself with my humalog pen. UUGGHHHHHHH. It hasn’t gone above 300 though, which I’m thankful for, but this is getting ridiculous. I JUST WANT TO EAT I’M FUCKING STARVING. THESE ARE THE DAYS I HATE MY DISEASE SO MUCH I WANT TO JUMP OFF A FUCKING BRIDGE….

I’m so frustrated with the way my life is going right now. I pray to God this good news I’m supposed to get tomorrow is going to turn me down the right path and where I need to be. I was so proud of my blood sugars the other day…now I’m severely depressed over it. The one I love is running away from me, I feel hated and alone. I really hope something betters turns out in all of this. I just can’t take it anymore….

♥ 83 Notes / Wed Aug 22nd, 2012

diabetic-problems:

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