Hello!It is the first time I encourage writing here.I've been with diabetes for 13 years and at this time in my life I am getting uphill (mentally).
Almost 3 years ago I took a scare that almost cost me my life.I went out with my friends and drank as always (quite), from those passed a little of the diabetes, although I had it "quite well" controlled.The next morning my mother found me unconscious in my room and did not respond, I opened my eyes but it is as if it were me.They took me to the hospital and told me that they did not know what could be (at that time I had sugar more or less well, 150), which was surely a hypoglycemia while sleeping.
I was that day in the hospital, in observation.I didn't speak, I didn't eat ... My friends and family came to see me and I still didn't speak.Until a doctor managed to make me talk.They sent me to my house.When I got home, my mother told me that I in "rebel" plan, I didn't want to eat, I didn't want to put insulin or anything, I just wanted to sleep.
It is important to highlight that I left on Thursday, my mother found me on Friday and sent me home that same day.But when I started being aware, it was Monday.I woke up, looked at my mobile and I saw that it was Monday ... I didn't remember anything that had happened to me.Neither from the hospital, nor seeing my friends nor family.They took me again to emergency that Monday, because they had made a lumbar puncture on Friday (to rule out if it had been something else) and I didn't stop vomiting and had been insulin to eat days without eating anything or putting anything or insulin.
Following this my life changed completely, I felt that life had given me another chance.They put the sensor and began to carry it much better (my endocrine usually congratulates me).But I also stopped going to party as before, obviously I hardly drink after this traumatic experience.
Now my friends are always insisting me to leave almost every weekend and I do not feel like it because I know that the next day I will be wrong with my sugar levels.And I feel bad, judged, sad ... for not being able to do what others do with total tranquility.Besides, my friends always drink enough and I don't feel like looking at them as they get fatal to alcohol.
I do not know how to address this issue and I would love to give me your opinion about it.
All my friends have always supported me, but I think they are not aware of the damage that these types of situations do to me in the long run.I know that my quality of life will get worse over the years, and that is why I want to do things right now, to be better in the future.
Sorry for the sermon!