Hello good ... my debut was a bit chaotic ... a few months after 10 years, I had gone down a lot of weight, so my parents Mellevo Doc and he suspected diabetes.No one explains anything to me and lead me to do blood tests.At the moment they ask me to discover the arm to see my veins I ask -For what?And they tell me -to prick you see her and there I wear tense.They take me to a stretcher to "relax" without success.Two fornid nurses arrive and hold me.The nurse asks my father to leave and look at him as saying "don't leave me alone."I was lying back with a gorilla on each side holding me and I shaken what the nurse approaches with the needle and kicked her in her face and it seems that I broke her nose because she bleed a lot.The gorillas ask for help and two more and another nurse arrive.They put me from each limb and the other nurse approaches with the needle ... bring it closer to the vein and when it touches my skin I faint.I wake up shortly without understanding much what happened .... Then they take me for a very sugary ice cream.A few days later they tell me in the Doc that will intern me in the hospital for Diabetes Debut and that I will have to prick every day on several occasions.My family also terrified injections, it's like a family phobia.Today I appreciate being alive and the determination I have to stay alive, although the latter is more because an older brother came forward with my plan and did not have the eggs to follow him alone.Today I punctuate the basal and a ultra fast mopntón to eat the food of the day and the truth is that it is a hard condition.I do not know how this issue of injection will affect the rest but it costs me to Montones and I would like to know how you have it, if it has ever been a problem, how you have overcome stages of great frustration, etc.
Thanks for reading me.