I did this three times in a 4 year time frame. It started out as not having insurance or $$ to get my insulin to the weight coming off and thinking...this is great. I had been overweight for a long time and I wanted to be thin and cute and have the guys that I liked, likewise back. 7 months DKA. Back on insulin, gained weight. Did it again. 8 months..DKA. Got back on track. Taking meds. Months pass...I got to the doctor. 225. Highest ever. Insecurities flared. I thought I was smart this time...the first two I didn't take insulin at all. This time I got it down to where I would take it when I started feeling the effects. 2 years. 2 years I went. 2004 I wind up in the hospital. I could barely breath. My 6ft frame was at 145. I looked anorexic and I kept thinking that for months. My nurse best friend told me I should be dead. My father said he wasn't going to come and see me in the hospital because he thought this time I had done the job and killed myself. And my Mom asked why I wanted to kill myself. They were all hard hits for me. I was depressed for a few weeks and my father asked where I had gone, that the life had gone out of me and I had to look at my life and see what I wanted. I WANTED TO LIVE. It's hard, I struggle everyday but the weight is still off..I make sure I don't go above 200 and I tell people I need help. That is the greatest help I think...being honest about how you feel and having the support. No one understand diabetes like another diabetic. Good luck. I'm hear for support. Ou can make It thru...live. We control this disease. We gotta show it that we do
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