Day 7 – Share three blog posts you’ve loved throughout the week.
I can’t believe we’re at day 7 and nearing the end of diabetes blog week! I’ve been collecting some blog posts that I really enjoyed throughout the week. I wish I had enough time to read more but with exam time nearing, things are getting a little bit hectic. And to only choose three blog posts to feature does my head in a bit, because there’s something I can relate to in every post (or look forward to) and I love reading about other’s experiences with diabetes in their lives. But from the limited posts I was able to catch up on this week, here are my three favourites I would like to share, in no particular order.
I was incredibly touched by the bond these two sisters have for each other. Our family don’t really discuss our feelings very often and it is very rare that we bring up the topic of my diabetes. But I know that the concern is there. I remember several times during band rehearsal, when my sister will come up to me asking if I felt okay cos I looked very pale, as that’s one of my hypo symptoms. Even though I came back with normal readings, I love the fact that she picked that up and asked. Or if I’m having a bad diabetes day with hypos and I may write something on facebook about it. My baby sister will get concerned and tell my mum (this was before she discovered facebook). So I love Kim’s post for the reflecting the family love that I have and how important being in that supportive environment is and having cuddles on cue is probably the best thing ever about living at home!
This was a very powerful post that struck a chord very close to home for me. Reading this made me want to give Georgie the biggest cuddle. I was diagnosed in my second year of uni and I very much remember my drive home from the GP after she told me I have diabetes. I felt the same way. I just wanted to drive somewhere. Anywhere. Be alone. I wanted to be anywhere but home because I knew mum was home and I just couldn’t tell her. Not yet. After a lot of tears, anger, frustration and questioning the universe, I finally ventured home and it even wasn’t after a few days that I plucked up the courage to tell her. The wave of emotions, shock, fear and realisation that you have diabetes is…indescribable. But overwhelming and draining are some words I would use. Thank you Georgie for sharing such a raw and emotional post about your diagnosis.
I have this to look forward to when I hopefully get started on a pump. Having seen those beasts of a cannula inserter, it actually freaked me out a bit. I’m sure over time you get used to it like you get used to the injections. But those cannula inserter sets look MASSIVE! Or as Ashleigh adequately describes it – like a pokeball. This memory reminded me of the time I learned how to test my own sugars. It took us a good few deep breaths before I was ready to push that clicker button to prick my finger. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt as much as those damned disposable lancets that make you bleed forever. I loved the candid description she gave about trying to feel the cannula under her skin and I reckon I would do something similar!