Hello,
First, I want to introduce myself;My name is Alex, I am 25 years old and I am a rookie in this diabetes.
Everything "started" (I put it in quotes since I will then explain why) approximately a year ago, when during a blood test within an intense sports program of 1 week, they detected that my fasting glucose level was high(120 and peak).
When they told me (that if not because of the intensity and duration of the sport I was doing, it would have been higher), the world fell on me why my little brother is type 1 diabetic since the age of 18 (now he will turn 22) like this)I feared the worst.
Thus, the first thing I did when I returned home was to ask my head doctor;I brought the results and asked me for date to perform blood and urine analysis.While I was waiting, I took the opportunity to measure my levels with my brother's glucometer, having a bit scattered results: most of the days was between 130 and 150 except a day that I went up to 200. Even so, I knew that my diabetes was differentto my brother's since he didn't have the same symptoms as him.
After approximately two weeks, they performed the analyzes, and they called me to give me the results;Result: glycosylated hemoglobin of 7.4, Negative glucose levels in urine and diagnosis of types type 2 for being an adult and not presenting the typical symptoms of type 1 diabetes, and despite explaining that my brother was type 1 (at that timeI did not give the necessary importance to this antecedent, neither the doctor either) they prescribed a pill of metformin 850 a day.Honestly, and although it was still a disease, I was happy with hope (and the typical "I sign this for a lifetime") that with only taking a pill a day and keeping my current diet (at home always at homeWe have had a healthy diet) and performing more exercise (at that time I did but not as much as the desired one (the intensive sports week where they performed the blood test was a specific experience)) would be enough and would save me everything that entailsType 1 control.
At this point, I already had a diagnosis and also date for the following analyzes.During the months that passed to them, I was quite well in encouragement and I was also happy because I had no side effects with metformin.
Finally, once the analyzes were done, my usual head -and -minded doctor attended me (the one who gave me the diagnosis was another) and told me that my glycosylated hemoglobin had dropped to 6.7 and recognized me that although she was not aExpert in the field of diabetes, it was strange that my brother had 1 and I 2, so he decidedsame treatment.On this visit my fears returned, but I decided to be cautious since my results had improved and I didn't feel worse than a few months ago.
The next thing I did then was to sign up for the gym (I already had it planned since I wanted to sign up after summer) and go to the visit with the infermera.The truth is that I did not like the deal since I was with a very severe attitude and I did not listen to what I said (as I know if I knew the memory speech and did not attend to what I said), so it was not very helpfulLet's say.
Then, the analysis and the header arrived confirmed the worst: my results in the antibody test were positive and my insulin reserves in the pancreas were below normal (if I remember correctly in half or a little superior).When he told me, I asked him directly what diabetes he had, and he told me that diabetes could not be classified in just two types and that he believed he had a type diabetesLada, so he referred to the endocrine and told me to continue with the same treatment.
Leaving with a quite confusing and decaying mood, what was the first thing I did?Yes, what we would do, search on Google «Diabetes Lada».There I read what it meant;a diabetes 1.5 (mainly a type 1 but much slower (depending on the case)).
Thus, I decided that I had to take care of more to try to extend the most postible living without having to click on, so apart from the gym, I decided that the days that weigh on weight and running machine, would go to walk at a high pace(The working days instead of going home directly, I would go to a large park that is in the middle of the city and travel everything, and on weekends I would go out to do the same route).
Finally, the day of the visit with the endocrine came.The truth is that it was a not very extensive visit;As I had insulin reserves yet and the glycosilada had decreased, it gave me a glucometer to make some periodic checks and time for some analysis.
During the subsequent weeks, they were the worst animically I have had in my life;pain of the punctures, the glucometer did not stop telling me that there was not enough blood, desire to be just crying (I had never cried so much and so often), "why I have taken care of my life" (and this is serious;At home we have never surpassed in the consumption of carbohydrates, and always to a greater extent I have been playing sports and I have never had overweight (I am not from an athletic and thin constitution like my brother but I have never had more keys)).
I recomposed myself as I could, and the truth is that the results were quite good, even less than 110 on an empty stomach and in times of the day at 90 and peak (for example 2 and a half hours after eating).
Thus, I returned with the endocrine, and he told me that my glycosiladWith the same treatment and without injecting insulin at the moment and told me that the following analyzes would be in May of this year.The only thing I did not understand, is why I had not asked me for a complete analysis like the other time to see the evolution of my insulin reserves, that is, if they were declining quickly or slowly, and seeing if the glycosylated descent was more forMy care, the maintenance of my insulin reserves, etc.
In the next ones they will review it, so I will know with certainty how my evolution is going.
That said, I would like to tell you several things:
1) Has anyone been in a situation similar to mine?The truth is that I have not lost too much weight, the few kilos I have lost are for my good diet but especially for my exercise, is it normal?I think so far, my only great symptoms have been those of cold feet (at times) and urinate frequently (but only when I drink enough water I think), since for example, many times between 8 and 14:30 onlyOrino once, but then when, like an apple (which is diuretic), I take metformin, etc.I can urinate 4 times between that time and 19 (which is when I pray to work).
2) My family has touched the lottery in matters of autoimmune diseases :(; my mother has multiple sclerosis for 9 years (diagnosed, but started before), my brother type 1 diabetes that advanced quickly, and I ladIt is a bit curious since in the family there has only been a diabetic;Brother and I have atopic skin (not very serious but another autoimmune disease after all), so there must be a mess of bad genes.I have also had generalized anxiety, that I have been overcoming and when I was in a good mood, this has come to me, but hey :( ...
3) I am from a city near Barcelona, is there anyone else to be here?Are there any group of young people with diabetes?:)
Thank you very much and a pleasure!