Thursday, May 16, 2013
D-Blog Week 2013: Accomplishments Big and Small
Today's Topic: Accomplishments Big and Small
We don’t always realize it, but each one of us had come a long way since diabetes first came into our life. It doesn’t matter if it’s been 5 weeks, 5 years or 50 years, you’ve done something outstanding diabetes-wise. So today let’s share the greatest accomplishment you've made in terms of dealing with your (or your loved one’s) diabetes. No accomplishment is too big or too small - think about self-acceptance, something you’ve mastered (pump / exercise / diet / etc.), making a tough care decision (finding a new endo or support group / choosing to use or not use a technology / etc.).
I think my biggest diabetes accomplishment happened at 6:09 PM August 1, 2011. One week earlier I was diagnosed with diabetes. I spent the entire week in the hospital and came home on August 1st. While I was in the hospital I learned how to check my blood sugar and how to use an insulin pen. Every time I screwed a needle on an insulin pen I felt like I had oven mitts on my hands.
I got used to using the diabetic menu at the hospital. All I had to do was count up my carb choices, order my meal, the nurse would give me insulin and I would eat.
When I went home the real world wasn't set up that way. I was on my own. As I stood in front of the pantry, unsure which foods were carbs or not, I felt overwhelmed and unsure of everything.
At 6:09 PM August 1, 2011 I checked my blood sugar by myself for the first time. I screwed a pen needle on my Humalog pen. It took me a long time to work up the courage to stick myself with that needle, but I did it. My biggest diabetes accomplishment left a bruise the size of my thumbprint on my skin. My first solo insulin injection was a success.
Now I test all day long and I insert Dexcom sensors without thinking about it. I can even stick myself with this long thing without flinching.
Although I must admit, my second biggest diabetes accomplishment was sticking myself with an Inset 30 the first time. Man that's a big needle. Scared the crap out of me when that insertion device went SNAP! Still, nothing compares to the feeling I had after I gave myself my first solo insulin injection. Sometimes quiet victories in the kitchen mean more than the ones where other people applaud.
Posted by Marie Smith at 9:17 PM