I used to get a drink at Starbucks and Caribou that my cousins nicknamed the SUGARBOMB a.k.a. the INSULIN NIGHTMARE. It is either a caramel frappuccino/cooler with an extra shot of caramel, extra caramel drizzle on top, and a shot of espresso thrown in there somewhere. No wonder I got diabetes. Actually, I was a hell of a lot thinner and healthier before I was diagnosed. Thus the title for the blog. Going on Novolog and Levemir insulin (via pen injections) has (at times, many times, lots of times) been been a nightmare.
I was diagnosed just a few weeks after my 20th birthday. Even after countless attempts to control my sugars with insulin ratio changes, bolus and basal adjustments, innumerable appointments with endocrinologists (I’ll tell you all about those later!), I am still considered “an uncontrolled diabetic.” I live life on the edge. I take chances. What can I say.
I’m starting a new job in a new city as a new speech language pathologist. The benefit is that the new insurance that is great for covering insulin pumps. OmniPod here I come.
Also: I have one other cousin who has type 1 diabetes. Phil got the OmniPod several months ago. He digs it pretty hard. Hopefully I will, too.