Things that drive me nuts-
Every time I have a sip of alcohol, my mom says I shouldn't drink, it's not good for my diabetes.
The lady at work who constantly tells me about her mother who was, like, 100 and had type II...but her situation was totally similar.
The fact that my grandmother blamed my mother for giving me diabeties because she fed me too many sweets...i wore a 6x in 6th grade, i was so not overweight
When I tell friends i am low, and they ask me what I need. Really? My BG is 40, and you have dealt with this a gazillion times. Get me some freakin Orange Juice.
when my mom tells me i am eating too many carbs because i got a good helping of mashed potatoes. i can't help it, i love potatoes. i'll freakin bolus. plus, i'm 26...i can eat by myself.
the fact that i wasn't allowed to go away for college, that sleepovers didn't often happen, that i have been afraid since i was ten that i would never lead the life i wanted.
when i was 12, my doctor showed me a foot that had been amputated from a diabetic. awesome. gave me nightmares.
stupid insurance companies that won't give you insurance because of a preexisting condition. since not taking care of myself now because i can't afford it will lead to horrible complications that will end up costing way more. yeah, way to understand that the way to save money in the long run is to take care of yourself now. way to go, capitalist, i believe you have my well-being at heart. or your own selfishness, but whatever.
How i haven't had a day since i was 10 years old that i have felt really good. i don't even really remember what feeling good is.
But there are things that make me laugh, and make it a little better-
when my friends tease me about my "diabeetus" and ask if i have any diabetic socks
when my sister calls me a "diabetic," as if it's an evil thing. long story, but we saw it in a magazine a long time ago, and we thought it was hilarious. it's like being mad for someone calling me a girl, or a brunette...it's a part of who i am.
when my dad says he's proud of me, because he knows how hard i fight every day
when i think of my grandmother, who survived cancer and a dangerous staff infection, the death of a daughter and a husband, and is still kicking it today. I hope i live as full a life as she is living.