Good-Bye 2016….and Thank……YOU!!!!!!

calendar-page-offWell tear the page off the calender, 2016 is history.  Much has surely happened this year and as I reflect on it, I realize that so much good happened in the year.  I know many feel differently, and that is fine as they are entitled, but I’ve never been one to stay focused on one item or one event.

I survived being at 9/11, I survived my child being diagnosed with diabetes, I have survived losing a brother (in law), a father, a father and mother-in-law who I cherished, a second child being diagnosed and an entire list of items that will depress you to know end–and many people over the years have been in office who I did not want or who I wanted…..and I will be danged if whatever this year bought will make me react any differently.

The sun will rise tomorrow and with it a new day. And it is THAT way in which I live.

I will choose the GREAT things that happened over the year in the battle against undiagnosed Type 1 Diabetes.  I’ll cherish Beyond Type 1, Insulet, dPac, Susan Weiner, Kim May, Michelle Berman, Debbie Healy, Bennet Dunlap, Little Reegan’s Family, Kycie’s Family, Elizabeth Stein, DiaBEAT THIS!, and those who have stepped on the gas pedal and chose to share their lives to end these occurrences and, in some cases, when they were even victims themselves.  I’m grateful to the many who gave a platform to spread the word.  I’M GRATEFUL TO THOSE WHO EVEN HUNG A POSTER TO SPREAD THE WORD.

I’ll cherish those advancing the better treatment for those who live with diabetes every day.  I’ll cherish those organizations who continue to help people, advocate, and spread the word.    I’ll cherish those who despite great odds, continue in that search for a cure. I’ll, personally cherish, a new granddaughter, an engaged daughter, a move to a new home in a new state, and always my wonderful family.

And I will always and in all ways cherish you.  You who inform me, you who challenge me, you who teach me, you who believe in just ‘not doing nothing’, you who choose to make a difference, you who are my brothers/sisters-in-arms in a battle none of us want to be part.

If 2017 is not what you want it to be, MAKE IT what you want it to be.  We cannot do anything about what may come our way but we can certainly control how much it impacts us.  May 2017 be happy and healthy and may your inner wishes come true. Thank you for being part of my 2016, I look forward to what 2017 may hold for all of us.
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Twas the Night Before D-Christmas 2016

santa-moonWith special apologies to Clement Moore.   I present a tradition……an updated, ‘Twas the Night Before D-Christmas for 2016

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with prayer,
In hopes that Santa would bring the cure with him this year.

The children were nestled from head to their feeties,
While thoughts in their head were no more diabetes.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, she prayed for the cure too,
A dad still wonders what else could he do.

Remembering this year; the so much good and fun,
Seems monthly there was news at Beyond Type1.
Away to the news to see who was a hero of fire,
It’s those who live with T1D who really inspire

As costs continue to rise on everyone’s supply,
So many wonder how they’ll get by.
D-bloggers continue to write of these capers,
It certainly can’t be left to all the newspapers.

While many wrote of Santa’s goodies in his sack
Many doing much more like those from dPac.
To those with diabetes these really are not funny,
You’re playing with lives; it’s not about money.

As parents search for the docs and schools that really do care,
So much about this disease just doesn’t seem fair.
But as we turn and realize the continual fear,
I have some wishes for so many during this year.

When you look outside at the fresh fallen snow,
Or out at the sea where cold you don’t know,
Think of those who inspire and soon you’ll see,
Those things have changed in the past and will continue to be.

Innovations like getting supplies to those in foreign lands,
There is Life of a Child, IDF, and a Foundation of Hands.
There were great ideas to help our kids remember,
Of those in the fight like Project Blue November.

We work very hard for a managed d-Life to be,
And there is much help like at CWD.
There was JDRF/Medtronic approved hybrid closing the loop,
And ADA’s Dancing Steps was really a scoop.

There are innovations and those like Tide Pool
And DRI’s BioHub news continue to gain fuel.
There are so many camps that continue to say,
Spend a week with us for an even better today.

From Faustman, ViaCyte an IRB survey from Glu,
Stopping missed diagnosis to end candles of blue.
So as the year ends and criticisms comes quick,
Good things will come, and not all from St. Nick.

So listen carefully as you think of all that is run,
There is so much more work that needs to be done.
Don’t leave it to others; it’ll be just a few,
“Don’t do nothing” is what you really must do.

And if you think you’re done, tired, and feeling sort of sore,
Think of your loved one with diabetes, it’ll make you do more.
And if not for you, it will be for their sake,
We will stop all when only they get a break.

And then, in a twinkling, one day we’ll hear on the roof,
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
And the only thing needed is Santa’s toy bag for sure,
When diabetes is gone because of a cure.

So we will all continue to work, the ‘where’ is up to you,
But you have to make the decision on something you’ll do.
And one day we’ll scream and exclaim, “diabetes is gone from sight,”
The Happiest Christmas ever, and to all a good-night!

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Group Co-founded by Nick Jonas, Sam Talbot JUMP into T1D/DKA Awareness…….SPECIAL DAY TODAY.

bt1-groupHow mad are you…..I hope you are furious.  Beyond Type 1.org (founded by Nick Jonas, Sam Talbot, Sarah Lucas, and Juliet De Baubigney) are involved in the Revlon One Million Dollar Challenge.  Every dime that is raised today will go to Beyond Type 1’s efforts to bring awareness to the missed diagnosis of T1D.  Reaching out in efforts across the country.  Please help them.  If you give $40 or more, you will get one of these really cool t-shirts.

Click the picture above to take you to the donation page. PLEASE CONSIDER giving a few bucks.  This group is REALLY STEPPING up to spread the word so no child gets severely ill, or dies.  A few bucks can help, YOU can help.  Please share this.  This is for today only—help them help this initiative.  If your child was in DKA, you know how important this issue is; please help our friends at Beyond Type 1.
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NEWSBREAK: Missed Dx of T1D Claims Another Young Life….We Must Care Harder!!

Angela newSigh.  Yes my dear friends, it has happened again.  And it will keep happening until it sinks in that the missed diagnosis of type one diabetes is so real….and it kills.  It injures. It is unnecessary.  Even in the story below, the Doctor interviewed does not even mention the flu-like symptoms as a warning sign that just took this young lady’s life.  I placed in bold the fact that Angela’s mom had taken her in to see what was wrong and yet, again, a child was sent home.

I hope you are as tired reading about these stories as I am about writing about them but I share this, I swear with everything inside me that I will not stop until we change this paradigm.  I now add Angela to my pledge of not stopping until the world hears A Child’s Cry for Change.  R.I.P. sweet angel, your silenced voice will be heard again; of that you can be sure.

This story is copied from the WKRN Nashville ABC affiliate on News 2, the link follows the story.
MURFREESBORO, Tenn. (WKRN) – A Murfreesboro mother took vacation to spend spring break with her five children, but now she’s planning a funeral for one of them after a common but treatable childhood illness.

Angela Elizabeth Robinson, 11, was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes too late, and she died suddenly over the weekend.

Mother Darla Robinson flipped through a tiny book of memories of her daughter Angela Elizabeth, reflecting on her life. “She was a sweet girl, enjoyed being playful and listening to music,” Robinson said.  She said there is comfort knowing Angela lived her 11 years of life to the fullest.  “That’s the type of person who was, very kind, enjoyed life,” Robinson said.

For the most part, Angela hadn’t had any major illnesses until now.  She was a normal healthy 11-year-old up until Monday of this past week,” Robinson said.

That’s when Angela became sick and began having muscle spasms.  Her mom took her to the doctor Tuesday of last week where she was prescribed some medicine and told her to drink plenty of fluids.

She had gotten worse by Wednesday.

“I went to go check on her and she didn’t respond to me so we had to get her to the hospital as quick as possible,” she said. “She was diagnosed with on-set juvenile diabetes and she went into diabetic ketoacidosis and was unable to recover.”  Her blood sugar was 1,600 and doctors couldn’t get it down. “She died at Vanderbilt hospital at 2:57 Saturday morning,” Robinson said as she teared up.

Type 1, or juvenile diabetes, is more common than you may think, and can develop quickly, according to doctors.  More than 200,000 cases were diagnosed each year in the United States.

Dr. Adam Childs with TriStar Family Medicine, located on Medical Center Parkway Murfreesboro, said parents know their children better than anyone so pay attention to the warning signs.

“What we watch out for is excess thirst, frequency urination, having a child that’s very hungry often, but despite all that, that child may be losing a lot of weight,” Childs said.

Childs said other things to watch out for if a child is fatigue, or moody.

There is no cure for diabetes, but it’s easily treatable.

“It’s important to get it treated because if you don’t treat it, it can have some very severe and devastating consequences,” the doctor said.

The Oakland Middle School student had hoped to one day to become a doctor to help other.

“Even though she won’t fulfill her dream of being a doctor, she did fulfill at least that part of the dream, to help some other child out there who may have been in need,” Robinson said. “One of her organs, her pancreas was donated to a doctor who is doing research in the area to hopefully find a way to fix the problem.”  Robinson said she wasn’t prepared to bury one of her children and she doesn’t have life insurance. The Oakland community has come together and started a GoFundMe account to help the family with funeral expenses.  Click here to donate.
(—-END OF STORY AS IT WAS PRINTED)

So what gets you to take a step, a baby step, in helping to stop this from happening.  If we do not cry out as a unified community……I assure you no one else will in the same way we would, could, should.  I assure you of that point!  Don’t do nothing….care harder.

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This is the link for the entire story as it appeared on the WKRN website; http://wkrn.com/2016/03/30/mom-plans-funeral-for-daughter-days-after-being-diagnosed-with-diabetes/

Discipline, Diabetes, & Boundaries…….Thin Line; But a Line None-the-less.

boundariesI said the same thing to each of my children once they obtained their license;  “if you tell me you are going to be home at 12:00 midnight and it is 12:01 am and you have not called, I will think you are dead in a ditch someplace.  That’s drastic I know, but that’s what I will think.  So if you will be late…….call.”

Now I’ll be the first one to tell you that the statement is both drastic and over the top, but for the most part it worked (well almost).  Boundaries.  Our kids respect them once they are laid down.  Should they not be followed, there was a ‘price-to-pay’.

Good thing about getting a license is that once you taste the sweet nectar of driving, you hate walking.  Taking the keys away was a quick way to get a point across. Interesting how much that statement becomes exponentially higher when your child is dealing with diabetes every minute of every day, isn’t it?  When our kids with diabetes ‘miss’ a curfew, well that seems to have a whole new meaning doesn’t it?

Well not really.  It shouldn’t.

If one of my kids, dealing with diabetes, needed to stay someplace longer to deal with a low, or a high; we looked at it no differently than “I lost track of time”.  Call.  I don’t care the reason, call.  Once you are feeling better and you go to start that car, call and fill us in.  Once a pass, twice they saw me irritated, and three times they lost privileges…..or something like that.

I always lived by Richard Rubin’s rule of giving choices.  Rarely were any of my kids surprised that they were ‘punished’.  It was just not my style.  Now doing something really stupid is a different story, and I’m glad there were not too many of those in our lifetime.  But in our house it was explained that you needed to do A, or B would happen; and always I would ask, “Do you understand?”

If our child stayed someplace to treat a high or low and did not call, they did not hear it from me regarding their diabetes.  When they arrived home they heard it from me about not doing what I asked; which was to call.  Not because of their diabetes, but because they did not do what we agreed upon…..which was to call.

It’s not our kids’ fault they have diabetes.  They need to live life as…..well kids.  Richard taught us always to be careful, and that indeed there was a way not to mix the two when it came to discipline.  It wasn’t about eating something they were not supposed to eat, it was about disobeying.  Set the boundary line, give choices.  There are differences.  Act so you don’t need to react.

How do you handle such situations?  Share, please.  These things are never easy in this world of diabetes…………………are they?
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Pump Malfunctions??…..Do You Panic?……There’s Just No Need To!!!!

PanicA man stands at the bottom of a stopped escalator.  Not a long escalator, mind you, just normal-one-floor type.  His face is red with anger as the escalator comes to a stop.
“I cannot believe this, I’m so late.”
There is a little boy behind him who says, “A broken escalator is just a staircase.”
With that, the man walks up the stairs.

I saw it again the other day.  A mom was pretty upset that her child’s insulin pump broke and the torment began of waiting until another one arrived.  I read with…..well…..a little disbelief to be honest with you, as she was so perplexed on what to do.  I’m reading this thinking to myself; “Uhmmmm…….give your child a shot.  What’s the biggie?”

Two immediate thoughts were that one, I’m getting older.  When we started in 1992 pumps were not in use as they are today.  My second thought was a bit perplexing.  Have we ‘gone-the-way’ of the Dodo Bird (extinct, ask your parents) on the basic needs of daily management.  My friend Richard Vaughn can share, more than I, what it was like ‘back-when’ to deal with diabetes (his diabetes journey of 70ish years is one of the most inspiring you will ever know—keep an eye out for an upcoming book).  But even since 1992 in our own lives, the times, as they say; ‘are-a-changing.’

I have heard for some time now about this thing called an artificial/bionic pancreas and how it will be the closest thing to a cure.  For the record, the same was said when insulin came along, when ‘long-lasting’ insulin came along, when the insulin pump came along, and when the cgm came along.  I get what is meant by such sayings, each of these management tools were/will be a giant step forward in making the management of diabetes ‘just that much easier’ according to many.

But these are all tools that can ‘go-derailed’.  We have to be ready when that happens.  We have to be versed on what to do.  An expert does not just have the ability ‘to do something’, they also have the ability to ‘right-a-course’ when it starts to go wrong.  When it comes to the welfare of our children, nothing less than expert will do.

Don’t be afraid to get back to the basics when it comes to diabetes management.  Make sure you know what to do ‘when the lights go out’.  It may be a tad inconvenient to go back to shots should a pump malfunction, but if your entire stomach turns at the thought of that issue, you may want to take a refresher-course on what to do.  If your child sees panic in your eyes and/or senses fear in what you are doing, guess what is going through their minds?  Most assuredly, at some point your escalator will stop, it will be so much easier to know how to walk-them once that happens.  It’s all how you look at things.

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Diabetes Tunes…..Do You have an Antagonist?

CartoonWhen I was much younger, I was a huge cartoon lover.  I used to watch and see how often, during a chase scene, the background repeated itself.  I could tell you a really good cartoon (usually WB) from a real ‘hokey one’.  There were a few constants in these cartoons that I have come to realize over the years.

One observation is that many were not very politically correct.  I often wondered if the powerhouses at studios knew exactly what they were doing in this regard?  Another observation was that cartoons were pretty violent in some cases.  In all of this, I have often wondered how today’s world would look at the cartoons of the past.

Another observation I had about cartoons is that there was always the antagonist in every one of them.  Bugs Bunny had Elmer Fudd, the Roadrunner had W.E.Coyote, even Tweety Bird had Sylvester.  The one character involved in their day that they would be so much better……..without.

Now you may wonder, at this point, what in heaven’s name this has to do with diabetes?

My thoughts dealing with cartoons made me think of something that got this crazy head of mine spinning……as many of you know, my head does that at times.  There really isn’t one aspect of this disease I’m very fond of to be quite honest; but like Bugs Bunny, Tweety Bird, and the Road Runner I certainly had one thing that would get on my nerves more than anything else.  And it was this……..going out.

It always seemed to me that Kaitlyn would always have one of her worst glycemic reactions when we were getting ready to do something special.  Going to the Ice Capades, going on a trip, going for a night out….it never seemed to fail that it was at this time that diabetes ‘would pull a number’ and she would have some sort of serious reaction.  Her little body would become so rigid and she would begin to scream.   Her body would become so stiff that we could not even get her to sit in the car seat; it was that bad.  Of course it did not happen every time, but I surely remember the episodes.

It was a horror show.

Her face while she was going through this will haunt me all of my days.  Never once was this an inconvenience, this was watching helplessly as we tried to get control of a situation that would result in either Kaitlyn having no memory of it at all, or through her sniffles and tears; apologizing.  Just kill me now, was a constant thought.  I hated that she was put through this incredible ordeal.  I cannot imagine what was going through her two-year-old-little-head.  I never forgot it and each time it occurred,  I drove myself that much more to learn more and more about this thing called diabetes.

The other thing I remember about these incidences was that Jill turned into Super Ninja Mom.  She would spring into action with the reactions of a cat that so many moms learn over time dealing with diabetes (some dads too).  I may have been okay at it, but Jill perfected the course of action that left me in awe each and every time.  She would balance not only Kaitlyn’s reactions and needs; but also while keeping an eye on her older brother who was probably all of five or six during these times.  Almost like assisting an absolutely gifted surgeon, my job was to do, get, be, whatever I was instructed without question.  And I did.   A million times I have stated that our kids have the perfect mom………..and she did it all without expression…..leaving her tears only to when she thought no one knew…..but the tear stains on her pillow were evidence that at some point it hit her; and it hit her hard, and certainly more often than she led on….. and to this day.

Those were challenging times through the first few years when things went haywire and  Kaitlyn was unable to vocalize what was happening.  In all of diabetes, these were the toughest to handle in every aspect.  What was/is your ‘one’ thing that bothers you more than anything else?  I wish it was like the cartoons, but it’s not.  It’s real.  Never was there a time when we could smile and say, “De-de-de-That’s all folks”.

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Only Teaching Ourselves Misses a HUGE Point

arrows inThe world around us.  Asking for advice is a wonderful thing.  At the touch of a finger you can seek a number of responses from novice to professional.  Advice. Inquiry.  Fact.  You want it, you can find it right online.

But when it comes to education, do we need to move beyond the outreach of a ‘post’ on a FB page.  Do we need to do more?  When it comes to education, do we need to think that we are reaching the masses with our message merely by sharing with people on-line just in our community?

I think not.

A message must cross the eyes of the audience we seek at the exact moment we post it, or shortly there after, or the message comes and goes without reading; for the most part.  If the message resonates with many, it gets shared and shared again; thus increasing the number of eyes that share in the messaging.  Sort of a tough haul to rely on what works and what does not……yes?

Getting the message out.  If it’s an important educational item, you must ask yourself who is seeing the message?  Clearly it has been a pretty important priority of mine for people to understand the warning signs of diabetes, and specifically type 1 diabetes (T1D) of late.  It has been a passion and I know that I am surely not alone.

But we MUST TAKE this battle outside the confines of the web pages or we will never be successful.  People need to hear the message that they can download posters (www.getdiabetesright.org, is just one of many, the one Kim May and I created— and there are more) and use them to get the word out there…..have you delivered even one?

You can down load the letter created by the NASN (National Association of School Nurses) and bring it to your school nurse (and beyond) to warn others that THE flu/virus symptoms evident may just not be just that……have you passed out one?  Click here to see it, print it out, and share it. NASN Document School Nurse Letter.

If we share, only to share with each other, the arrows turn inward; we need them to be outward.  We need to reach out beyond our own community.  We ‘get it’ already (we can only hope).  But it’s those who are on our sports teams, in our schools, and in our communities that may not get it……we must get the word out to them.  We must educate them.

This is my passion and that is nothing new; but this holds true for any passion you have also that relates to our diabetes world.  When you ‘preach’ to those who know, stress without a shadow-of-doubt that you are ‘preaching’ to them to do more than merely read message…..but to pass the message on to others; and as best they can.

In community sites, community FB pages, school FB pages, other areas that do not have the word diabetes in it.  Get to those sites with your message.  Download a hundred posters and give them to the boy/girl scouts and or school groups to hang in a community.

It’s important to be in touch with each other, but when it comes to the education of things we already know, let’s work to reach those who do not.  Talking amongst ourselves is usually a good thing…..but educating others is about as powerful-a-gesture as you can/will ever make.  One person hears something they do not know, you-just-might-save-a-life.  Take an action-step today…….it will make you feel good.

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Missed Diagnosed Adult—–Just One Incredible Story!!!!

missed targetYesterday I discussed the missed-diagnosis of diabetes in adults and many were willing to share their stories.  The one I share with you today really stuck in my mind.  I share it as I received it with the exception, in fair disclosure, that there was medication mentioned and I deleted the type/name and indicated such in the article.  I did that because I did not want the discussion to become about the medication, although it’s important.  I thank this reader (and all others) for sharing their story.

Hello, my husband had gotten ill in October ’12. He was complaining about his kidneys hurting/lower back pain.

He went to the dr that morning, they took blood and just send him home. Said they would call later in the week when they have blood test back.

Well, we have a T1D already in our household. We had an extra “sugar shack” (blood glucose meter) at home and checked his sugar, because we both had a feeling that might be what’s causing the pain. We were right on. His bg was 425. Off we were to the ER. There, they hooked him up to a insulin drop and dxed him with T2D. No tests were done nothing. Next morning the dr put him on (a type 2 medication–name/type removed by the editor). He dropped a couple of times which he helped himself since the nurses didn’t think it was important to check on their patient.

When we got home he got sick from the medication (name deleted by the editor). Trembling, shaking, dizzy, short of breath and what not. So instead of taking two big (name deleted by the editor) pills, he only took one.

He went to see a dr, who now is considered a diabetic consultant, who again didn’t do no further testing, but just kept telling him that’s normal.   My husband dropped 40lbs. He was skin and bones. We were scared to death.

Somebody at his work mentioned a “real” diabetes dr in the next bigger town. So off we go…
My husband walked in and the dr said “No wonder you are dropping all that weight and feel bad, you are a T1D, not T2D. I am 99% sure!” He ordered a blood test and voilà… He was right! I was furious!!!!! I could have easily lost my husband, the father of my babies.

Oh… And the nurse from his very first visit to the dr, called 3 days later and said “Your husband needs to go to the ER asap. He has diabetes!” If we would have waited 3 days for an answer he would have probably been in dka. Ugh!!!!!

Dr offices NEED a glucose meter in the office. One little finger prick can save lives.

This story is as scary as any other I have read.  The sad part in all of the stories, including children, is the thought of how much is not documented or known.  How many have become so ill and we will never know.  This scares me……does it scare you?

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Missed DX of Diabetes……Adults, Would Love to Hear from YOU!

BombSometimes, when our focus is on something specific, we tend to have tunnel-vision for that one aspect.  Not necessarily a bad thing, but I always have tried to stay open-minded to see outside the specificity of what has my focus.  And recently, as I approach the various means to get the word out about the missed diagnosis in people (mostly children) being diagnosed with type one diabetes, there is another aspect to this mission that needs to be talked about as well.  And equally as dangerous.

Dr. M. Regina Castro defines LADA in this way: Latent autoimmune diabetes in adults (LADA) is a slow progressing form of autoimmune diabetes. Like type 1 diabetes, LADA occurs because your pancreas stops producing adequate insulin, most likely from some “insult” that slowly damages the insulin-producing cells in the pancreas. But unlike type 1 diabetes, with LADA, you often won’t need insulin for several months up to years after you’ve been diagnosed.

Some have stated it falls between type 1 and type 2 diabetes calling it type 1.5.  Personally, knowing what I do about T1D, I find little difference in LADA and T1D; you end up in the same place and many will tell you that looking back when their child was diagnosed, they probably had it for some time before the lack of insulin being produce started causing symptoms.

My point is not to discuss the differences between T1 and LADA but to ask how many adults have seen a medical professional, and because they are adults, were told they have T2 Diabetes.  If it is a slower pathway from the time it starts until symptoms show (and continue) it must be an occurrence where adults see their professional at an early stage because they feel something is wrong, and they are diagnosed with T2 when it is LADA.  Which means the treatment they are given……is wrong.  That’s just as dangerous as having flu/virus, like symptoms, being seen, and being sent home.

How long before the treatment of T2 misdiagnosed, takes a toll because it is actually T1D, or LADA as the case may be?

Could not DKA be the same result?  So today I seek input from all.  Clearly more and more adults are being diagnosed with T1D.  Hence why the words juvenile diabetes are now changed to type one.  If you are an adult with T1 or LADA and you were misdiagnosed, could you please share a little bit on what happened in your life.

In our diabetes world; misdiagnosed is misdiagnosed.  Young adults or adults seeing their doctor with a blood sugar of 212 could easily be told, “Well you have type two diabetes”.  But the pancreas is shutting down and two weeks later that same person could have a blood sugar of over 500 because it’s not T2D but they keep telling themselves, “well the doctor said I had diabetes”, not knowing it isn’t T2D at all and they too have become a ticking time bomb……..THAT scares the hell out of me.

So please let us know YOUR story.

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