One of the scariest experiences of my life was going on a walk after lunch with someone who had T1D and miscalculated their insulin dose. They went from totally fine, to saying “I don’t feel well, we need to head back”, to sweaty and sheet white and barely conscious within just a few minutes. The terror I felt as we waited for the doors of the lift to open so he could get to his emergency food is burned into my brain.
I’m ashamed that I spent so much of my life ignorantly thinking that diabetes was some nuisance like heartburn where you moderate what you eat and maybe take some medication, rather than the endless grind of counting units and risking your life every time you need to eat, or exercise, or sleep.
I can’t imagine living like that, and I’m so, so sorry to you and to everyone else that has no choice. A cure for cancer is often held up as the holy grail of medicine, but even cancer patients don’t have to be perfect every day just to keep living.
I’m ashamed that I spent so much of my life ignorantly thinking that diabetes was some nuisance like heartburn where you moderate what you eat and maybe take some medication, rather than the endless grind of counting units and risking your life every time you need to eat, or exercise, or sleep.
I can’t imagine living like that, and I’m so, so sorry to you and to everyone else that has no choice. A cure for cancer is often held up as the holy grail of medicine, but even cancer patients don’t have to be perfect every day just to keep living.