Hello everyone!I am a person of those who never took careMake dietary transgressions and with insulin ... Ath inpezotododa a struggle, I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and what we now know is called Diabulimia, at that time 22 years ago it was an unpaid eating disorder ... so state for many years.in which he tried to do things well, but the head could ... I had an average income from ketoacidosis from one per month for at least 10 years safe and then more scattered, maybe one a year ..
Now although I take care of myself, my loafers are still very high, although far from 17,20 .. at the time.That was my life, it was what I considered normal, I ate everything I wanted and even if I lost weight, when I am a chubby Constitution, I thought that guay !! I compensated for me ... even knowing that it was not normal, norWell at that time or in the future, I was completely informed of everything that could happen to me ... you will think that I am crazy or I was, at that time I was compensated to be thin, clicking the fair insulin to survive, do what I wanted ..
But in return I paid very expensive ... always tired and still curing always butt with ketones always, getting to urinate every 10 minutes as little, makeup me so that they would not see the demacred face of this dehydrated and bad, always breathing always accelerated xThe ketosis together with the glucose in 800, perhaps 1000, when I had something to go somewhere and had to endure Din to sit at every moment and others, feet tried to be at least 300 so that the symptoms will go down a little and give meTruce to leave there or any event or whatever, then I returned to my transgressions ..
You know what happened ... that little I have to be, which is dead x everything that has happened to me ... I have many complications, although for the life that leads a few, the eyes only have one with non -proliferative retinopathy.I have nephropathy, the kidneys work at 50%, polyneuropathy, affected myself more at the feet, started 10 years and in 2012me I broke warm and fell at the height of the ankle they operated four times, (there was an error in the diagnosis) and in3016 After the foot was worse and worse, I was deforming and took tramadol for the pain that I could not with him, because in another hospital I rediagnosed me "pudd's foot" (the common name), came out of the neuropathy of the feetAnd the breakage precipitated.
With this, tell you that since I am not going to regret it, I regret every day of my life. Although I lead a normal life now, I am not good of everything that happened, I am the only guilty of all that.
Now I am trying to lower my glycosilada so that my p Charcot's foot can operate, to leave me the fixed joint, in L.
I hope this serves someone from the forum to be in a similar situation.
I tell you to be relieved. And to the people who do not take care of you, I simply tell you, but if you do not want to take care of yourself, you are not going to take care of yourself, they tell you what they tell you.
😘😘 Greetings to all