A Spot On The Wall. ... : My Story. (Part One)

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A woman deals with a serious disease, a disease that started innocently enough. This is her story.

Submitted: June 28, 2017

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It all started innocently enough.  

Never in a million years would I ever dream of having something like diabetes; yet that's exactly what's happened, and now my life as I once knew it has been forever changed.

I have had to change my way of eating and living, and I now have to take shots to help my pancreas generate insulin because it doesn't work as well as it nearly did.  I also have to check my blood sugar levels multiple times a day; if it's too low or high, I can easily run into trouble if I don't do something about it; and I can tell just how low or high it is just by the way I feel.

It all started one afternoon when I was looking at the wall and I noted a small black spot in the center of my vision.  I didn't think too much of it; at first, I thought it was a small black bug or a fly, but when I tried to kill this speck, it remained on the wall; it did not move.  I then knew that it was in my vision, so I decided to make an appointment with my eye doctor because up to this point, my vision had been perfect.  It truly bothered me.

The doctor suggested that I see my primary care physician because he felt that I had the symptoms of diabetes.  Diabetes? I remember thinking.  Diabetes?? Up to now, I had felt fine, had no outward symptoms other than seeing this pesky black spot on the wall in my livingroom.  So I made an appointment with Dr. Blackstone, and Dr. Blackstone, indeed, told me that I did have diabetes.  

The diagnosis floored me.  

Diabetes is a serious disease that can do a lot of damage to different areas of the body, not just the pancreas, and it could easily kill if I didn't take amends to help myself control it or eat the right things (or get plenty of rest and exercise).  I had to learn how to use and read a glucometer (blood sugar testing machine) and learn how to adminster shots of insulin into my body, in the legs, arms, even stomach.  I also had to learn how to read my feelings and rely on how I felt, especially if my blood sugar had abnormal readings above or below the normal area.  It was a daunting task, and I am still learning now.

I not only had to change my eating habits: I also had to help my husband and children, so they eat what I eat.  We have had to give up a lot of junk food and even the sweet soda pop that we all loved so dearly (Coke Classic or Dr. Pepper); now if we were to have any soda at all, we would have to drink diet drinks.  Nothing sugary at all.  It's been quite a learning experience, and we are all learning how to manage my diabetes as a family, together.

And to think it all started with a tiny insignificant black spot on the livingroom wall!

*End of part one!*


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