Today we’re going to share our most memorable diabetes day. You can take this anywhere…. your or your loved one’s diagnosis, a bad low, a bad high, a big success, any day that you’d like to share.
Memories. There are so many memories I have over my 6 1/2 year diabetes life, they’re hard to quantify, and even more difficult to write about. The memories run the gamut from pain, confusion, accomplishment and happiness. But the most vivid memory was the day I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. I wasn’t ill, which enabled the memories of the day to remain in tact down to every last detail that transcribed. Looking back now, perhaps diagnosis day was so painful, because I remember what it was like to live without type 1 diabetes for 25 years of my life. I remember 25 years diabetes-free going right out the window in the blink of an eye, and being forced into a new life. I remember our marriage being diabetes free for 4 years. I remember what it was like to live without the mental burden of type 1 diabetes, and being carefree. It’s an entirely different perspective when you experience a late-in-life diagnosis, and is one more thing in addition to everything else that type 1 diabetes demands, I carry around with me.
I’ve posted before about my diagnosis day several times before, here on my blog: Diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes , and as a guest post on Six Until Me, Guest Post: Diabetes for Christmas.
People often ask whether or not someone diagnosed as a kid has it harder or easier. I personally think both suck. I would love to have an extra 13 years without diabetes. I can’t imagine getting it now, so sometimes I’m grateful that I’m so used to it. I can’t imagine dealing with this kind of traumatic change now.
Definitely Allison-whether it’s early in life or late in life, each diagnosis brings it’s challenges. People often ask me if I would have preferred to have been diagnosed earlier. My first thought is, “I’d rather not have been diagnosed at all,” LOL! Thanks for reading 🙂