Thursday, August 15, 2013

My Crazy Mixed Up Body

Since my last post I had just been put on insulin, 2 kinds to be exact. I fought it tooth and nail. I was determined that there must be a mistake because I was not going to give myself shots and admit that my pancreas just wasn't doing its job anymore, therefore throwing me into a full blown case of Type 2 Diabetes.

I went to the diabetic education and to be truthful I wasn't one of their best students. I knew how to eat right, who were they to tell me I had to eat a certain way, this amount of carbs each meal, when to test my blood sugars, when to give myself insulin and blah blah blah. Sure I was feeling really rotten. Was getting used to feeling like crap all the time, but the doctor informed me I would start to feel better, guaranteed it. So with much kicking and screaming I have gone into this adventure full force.

I am happy to report I am feeling 100% better, I look into the mirror and see a face I recognize again. I was starting to look real bad, puffy eyes, dull skin, very exhausted and tired looking eyes and a multitude of other things. I wasn't sure who that was in the mirror but it sure didn't look like Denise. Well all that bad stuff has left and the real me has appeared again in the mirror. Who knew insulin would make me feel and look good again. My attitude is better and I look forward to eating all the right things. Food tastes so good now. I am satisfied and blood sugars are looking real good.

I asked if I had to be on insulin for the rest of my life, yes said the doctor. She had done a certain type of blood test to measure my peptide levels which is a hormone the body makes to help make insulin. Since I had cancer surgery 4 years ago 3/4 of my stomach had been removed so the part that makes peptide was basically gone. My pancreas just couldn't take the stress anymore and was crying for help. So I have resolved to the fact that I will be taking insulin forever, but you know what? I am grateful for insulin. It has changed my life. I now know why diabetes is called the silent killer because I truthfully felt like I was ready to expire.

So onward and upward. I have conquered this dragon!