Today I went to the specialist again. The specialist was in fact an endocrinologist, because as much as I like trying to kid myself I go to the specialist because I’m special, I’m actually seeing an endocrinologist because my endocrine system is special. Although I just made that bit up.
I actually really wanted to see the Consultant guy below but my GP hadn’t written me a referral.
Anyway I had been to the endocrinologist sometime back and he had sent me to have my entire blood supply syphoned by the pathology department. I also had to donate a LOT of wee to those pathologists. But that’s getting into specifics you probably don’t want to know about
Today I sat down across from the endocrinologist (whose parents must be my age )and I thought I heard good news
“You are no longer pre diabetic” he said.
“Yay me!” I thought fantasising about celebrating this win with a huge packet of fruit chews. And a jar of Nutella. And some marshmallows.
“You have diabetes” he said.
I still clung to my confectionery fantasy because I bloody love lollies and I thought I was going to need them to get through this diagnosis
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He gave me “gifts” of medication and books and glucose meters and a nifty set of needles and strips and asked me if I wanted to see a diabetes educator as well as a dietitian.
I asked him if I was going to die. He didn’t answer no immediately. I think he sad something like “you have diabetes”.
I cried a little bit – because I cry whenever I hear any news.
He told me that I had diabetes.
And I walked out with a shopping bag full of stuff, a referral to a dietitian (who I will find it hard to listen to) and a diagnosis of diabetes.
Nice. *sobs over lost opportunity to eat all the lollies*
I guess it is not the news you wanted Lana but I am sure you will find lots of amusing stories to share with us. Also something else for you to stress over. :(. Share the stress. xx
Thanks Lorraine xx
A few years ago my husband ended up in hospital & was diagnosed as type 1. A year after that they realised they were wrong & he’s type 2. He’s managed to control it with diet alone (he can’t exercise because of other medical conditions). But it’s a hard adjustment. Feel free to talk anytime if you want.
Thanks Vanessa , it’s going to be hard to adjust to days without nutella but in terms of diagnoses I could have received I think I’m lucky. xx Thanks again
Oh blah, that news SUCKS. So sorry to hear it.
Thanks love xxxxx
Waaaaahhhhh for you Lana. That truly does suck. Bugger and all that. No lollies. Or Nutella. Sorry to hear. D x
I miss Nutella already xx
Sorry to hear your news, Lana, but you’re a fighter and you’ll find a way to work with it – and think of the abundance of material this will give you x
I will think about the abundance of material as soon as I get over the lack of chewy lollies xxx
Sorry to hear. I’ll PM dietitian details.
Thanks for that Leanne! xx
Oh Lana! But at least it something that is very very controllable and ‘treatable’ right?
Oh no, you have my sympathy (both about diabetes and giving up Nutella)! But (looking for silver lining) maybe you’ll find out that what ‘they’ say is true and after a while you won’t miss them because you’ll feel much better???? (Here’s hoping!)