I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes three months ago when I had surgery for a hysterectomy. The nurse that was on duty at the time told me and then by my doctor that I had been diagnosed with Type 2. I was not surprised by the diagnosis since my mother had the disease since I was child and so had some relatives on both sides. Last summer I had some of the symptoms but I chalked it up to the drug I had been taking for the fibroids, in order to shrink them. The symptoms that I had been experiencing were using the restroom a lot, very thirsty, eye problems, and losing weight without doing much at all. I contributed the using the restroom a lot to the fibroids that were sitting on my bladder; which after surgery, was the real truth. The other symptoms I just contributed to the drug that I was taking or that the fact that I was reaching forty years old. I was in denial. I did not want to believe that it could happen to me nor did I not want to face the truth.
A few years ago I did take a blood test to check for diabetes but that came back negative, so I went on with my life. It was not until my mother passed away two years ago that I made the decision to take better care of myself. I was taking care of myself before, but after my mother passed away it became a way of life. I did not want to end up like my mother and my husband was in agreement. I loved my mother very much and, growing up, I watched her as she struggled through life with being a diabetic. It was very hard on her and on us, watching her go through what she went through. It seemed like after I married and moved away, she started to go downhill. At least that is what it looked like to me. She would get sicker and sicker with each passing year, with different problems that were associated with diabetes; until one day, her body gave up. As I previously said, I did not want to end up like she did.
The symptoms came and went, so I did not think much about it, until the diagnosis. The nurse told me that it was quite high after surgery and that it could be a result of the surgery, but that was doubtful. They also realized that they had been given me IV’s that had been laced with sugar to help me in hydration and so forth. That was immediately stopped and I was given IV’s with less sugar in them. My doctor came in, told me the news, and also let me know that he was going to put me on a drug called Metformin. Apparently, that it what they give the newly diagnosed and it is the best drug on the market. So, I stayed in the hospital for three days and went home with a bunch of prescriptions. I also had a doctor’s appointment with my primary care doctor the following week, in order for her to talk to me about Diabetes and to give me a prescription for a glucose meter. I also started taking the Metformin once a day and decided to take that with dinner; which was my biggest meal.
The following week arrived and the doctor gave me a prescription for a glucose meter with instructions to use it once a day to see what my sugar is. I had left the hospital with my sugar coming down and when I started using the meter, it was coming down quite nicely. I also made an appointment to see a nutritionist about following a diet and exercise plan. I was put on a 1500 Calorie Diet Plan and by remembering what I had been given to eat in the hospital, I have been following the plan.
I have been checking my sugar every morning since receiving the meter and I am never over 130. Most of the times I am close to 100 or below. I am told that you can eat the same foods that you have eaten before but in moderation and just watch what you eat. It has not been easy, but I have been doing pretty good with the plan that I was given. I eat more fruits and vegetables now than I did before and watch how I eat. I exercise regularly also, which before I did not do much of. I know what I have to do, so I walk every day. I hate when it rains because that stops me from walking, so I started looking online and found some sites that have exercise videos. Also, Netflix has some exercise videos that stream so I can follow that also. I knew it was a matter of time before I was diagnosed but I was hoping it was further down the road. Of course, now that I have Diabetes, I can take better care of myself and know that my future can be still the same as long as I take care of myself and follow the plan that has been set before me.