Sorry, can’t talk, got medical devices screaming at me.
— When my pump fails in the middle of a conversation. (via homicidalphone)

anothergirlwithauke:

you think glasses get awkward during sex?

try having an insulin pump attached to you

easilyhumored:

repeat after me:

•diabetics can eat candy
•diabetics can eat candy
•diabetics can eat candy

•eating candy will not give you diabetes
•eating candy will not give you diabetes
•eating candy will NOT GIVE YOU DIABETES

I thought more people knew about Asthma than Diabetes.I was wrong.Also, there is no way I can forget anything at work without a call ten minutes later about how they think I will die without it.

I thought more people knew about Asthma than Diabetes.
I was wrong.
Also, there is no way I can forget anything at work without a call ten minutes later about how they think I will die without it.


catherineanita:

fuckyeahdiabeticcat:

I don’t mind explaining my disease to people, but at a certain point I just get tired of having to flesh out the intricacies of what diabetes is.

It’s not a one sentence definition in a textbook. It affects your life literally 100% of the time. And I guess I get sick of having to explain that I’m sick.

I don’t know y’all. What are your thoughts?

I can get annoyed as well, but I prefer people asking rather than assuming. The assumption pisses me the hell off. And even though I have Type 1, I get tired of needing to defend Type 2s. And I get annoyed that people hear what you have to say, then brush it off afterward, as if the disease is over for you like the conversation about it is over for them. I get tired of the assumption that some diabetics bring it upon themselves, as if they don’t deserve empathy for having a chronic illness. I get tired that the news and society perpetuates this idea of diabetes as something to look down upon. And I get tired of the way people treat diabetes as if there were a cure for it. It’s only sad if a child is diagnosed. (Which it truly is, I can’t imagine being diagnosed as a small child. But Type 1 Diabetes is no longer considered “juvenile diabetes” since adults are now being diagnosed with T1D.) But if you’re diagnosed as an adult, well, fuck you, you obviously had it coming. 

I just wish there was compassion for everyone. Not just compassion for diabetics, but compassion for all who suffer from chronic illnesses and other illnesses. One disease is not better than the other. If you are sick, you are fucking sick. It doesn’t matter if I can show you how I’m sick or not. I despise how people forget this. 

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master-captain:

fuckyeahdiabeticcat:

I don’t mind explaining my disease to people, but at a certain point I just get tired of having to flesh out the intricacies of what diabetes is.

It’s not a one sentence definition in a textbook. It affects your life literally 100% of the time. And I guess I get sick of having to explain that I’m sick.

I don’t know y’all. What are your thoughts?

I definitely hear what you’re saying. People think they’re going to get a short answer and when you start having to explain everything, they have the nerve to look bored. I’m happy when people ask, but it’s rude to phase out halfway. I shouldn’t have to ask them to pay attention until I’m finished.

It’s also really frustrating when you have to ask for clemency on things like schoolwork. Since it’s an invisible disability people think you’re fine, that what you’re going through is minor when it’s really a big deal. I actually feel guilty asking for extensions because I’ve had a few bad days with my blood sugars. I know I shouldn’t feel that way, but not a lot of people get that what we go through is effected by every single thing we do, especially things that effect our hormone levels.

The reason I mention this is that I recently had to file with academic disability to put it on record that my diabetes might influence my ability to work because of what stress can do to my body. When I went in, I actually considered a blow to my pride that I had to ask for help, and I thought I didn’t deserve to be treated as nicely as I was when I went in. When you think about it, that’s really fucked up. I don’t need to be afraid to ask for help when I have an illness that can change me at the drop of a dime. I feel better about it now, but still, it shouldn’t have taken me a major chunk of my young adult life to figure that out.

I’m also tired of the assumption that I have type 2 diabetes - I mean, yeah, I’m almost 20, but that’s still really young for T2 and when I say right beforehand that I’ve had diabetes for almost 19 years, you’d think people would get the the hint.

I feel like a big part of the problem is that T1 just isn’t a prominent topic in the media, which is a shame because that’s the main way every major illness gets recognition. I mean, how often do we see ads asking for donors, or fundraisers for cancer, or some new pill for T2 diabetes. Seriously, whatever happened to all the JDRF advertisements?

What’s worse is that the media makes NO distinction between the two types. Every time reporters or advertisers refer to T2, they just say Diabetes, which is highly problematic. It creates a HUGE stigma on everyone who has diabetes, because T2 is associated being old and/or obese. If you’re not old, guess which one people automatically associate you with.

I have actually been asked if I used to be obese. I hate it, I really, really hate it.

I was diagnosed at 13 months old and I’ve had a lot of issues because of it. I constantly trend high even with my pump, I’ve been in the hospital 3 times since diagnoses for freak lows and Ketoacidosis that resulted from the stomach flu. I’ve had to fight through several bouts of denial that could have made me so much sicker than I am, and I’ve developed a gluten intolerance thanks to this illness.

Writing all this down has driven me nearly to tears but I feel like to need to say at least some of what’s on my mind, and talk at least a little about how hard this has been for me. For all the humor I can put on it, for all the brave faces and nonchalance I can show off in public, at the end of the day I’m still sick, and I’m really not happy about that.

It’s frustrating, and I’m tired of being sick. But if I can keep on going and putting up with all the shit this illness gives me, the least others can do is make an effort to understand, and not write me off as exaggerating my problems when I need help.

I’m sick, and I shouldn’t have to be in a hospital for anyone to understand that.

That was probably a way longer answer than you were looking for, but once I got started, I couldn’t stop.

All of this resonated with me deeply. 

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lordgenomesheadinajar asked: When people comment on my diabetes and I don't have time to explain everything to them I cut It down to "I have the best diet plan. If I want a snack I have to decide if it's worth the math and needle stick. Or I just say I am always sick. Always.

True. I have a pump so it’s harder to use that reasoning :P

Anonymous asked: I personally like explaining it to people because as a type one diabetic, people assume that I was diagnosed because "i ate too much sugar" or because I'm overweight, so knowing the difference is important and I have no problem making sure people do know the difference so they don't make assumptions like that.

See I do too but at some point I just get pissed about it because it happens so often. I guess I just wish that people would have no idea about the disease than have stereotypes of it.

I don’t mind explaining my disease to people, but at a certain point I just get tired of having to flesh out the intricacies of what diabetes is.

It’s not a one sentence definition in a textbook. It affects your life literally 100% of the time. And I guess I get sick of having to explain that I’m sick.

I don’t know y’all. What are your thoughts?