Well hello everyone,
Yes, I know it has been a while and you have all missed me but, for now and when I can be bothered, I'm back.
So you may be wondering why this particular bit of nonsense is entitled 'Fun with Diabetes (Part 1)'. Well the answer is somewhat straight forward. A couple of months ago I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes after going for a blood test for my high blood pressure medication (Make sure, as far as I am aware, it's still working fine) and it was found that my blood glucose level was high enough to be called diabetic.
I know what you're thinking* - devilishly handsome, wit, sophistication, charm plus high blood pressure and type 2 diabetes - how do I do it?
So what is type 2 diabetes? I'll admit that, pre this diagnosis, I was vaguely aware that there were two types of diabetes and that with one of them you had to inject yourself with insulin (Turns out there are more than two types but I'll get to this another time).
I would point out that I'm not in any medical profession so don't take tis as being the gospel truth. This just what is happening to me and my life.
So type 2 diabetes is the situation where the body does not use the insulin produced by the pancreas properly so the glucose sitting in my blood has a more difficult time getting into the cells where it can do it's job of providing energy. The glucose then builds up in my bloodstream and over time starts with its shenanigans.
Ish.
So were there symptoms?
Looking back with hindsight, yes there were. Although it has only been really noticeable now the medication has gotten involved.
I was generally knackered on Friday evening and Saturday afternoons/evening. But, for me anyway, I just put this down to it being the end of the week and needing a rest from working plus the fact that I'm now 51. What do you mean I look it/ Shut your face.
Plus, and this has only really become apparent with the meds, I was feeling more thirsty and going to the toilet more than I do now I'm taking the medication. Now I don't mean every five minutes or anything like that but lets just say the change is one of those 'ohhhh, I see it now' lightbulb moments.
But did I feel ill or anything? No I didn't. In fact, when the diabetic nurse looking after my case asked my if I was feeling any different after starting the meds, my response was that I didn't feel bad before hand. As apparently happens as the symptoms can come on gradually if at all.
So where am I at the moment? Learning. Making changes to my diet and trying to get more exercise and we'll just have to see what happens.
If anyone reads this and wants to come with me on my journey, you are welcome to tag along and see what happens. If you have read this by accident you have my sympathies though you probably need to spend less time on line and get out more.
So, in the words of Captain Jean-Luc Picard..
"Let's see what's out there."
Ta ta for now
