Hello, the past few days I have got my ups and down with my diabetes, Although the Doctor has increased my dose it seem to be getting worse and I am confronted with the fear in the night during my hypos. So here I would like to share the journey of the past 19 years with you!
Many years has passed since I was diagnosed with my diabetes on 04 June 1999. It was a very difficult time for me to deal with it in Burundi. First I stayed for ten days in hospital on intensive insuline. I had to learn how to inject myself with insuline. Back then there was no rapid finger self test, I had to go to hospital every 2 weeks to give blood for a check up. It was a terrible moment, because everytime I travel from Bujumbura City after my visit to the specialist I needed to take home the insuline to Gihanga(20km), on ice to keep it cool! Can you Imagine in 35 degrees what could happen to my insuline? Sometimes it was already almost cooking in warm water, no ice anymore. I would then get off my bus and Immediately take my insuline to a bar where they had a fridge and they would put my insuline between cold beers and soft drinks. I am still greatful for their help! In the evening I would go to the bar and inject myself. People would make a joke about me saying "This girl got a disease for rich people " or " You are suppose to be very old to have diabetes". I would then walk away with tears, but no answer to give them. Because from my culture old people always have their say, you cannot disagree with them!
I had a very strict diet, I had very limited choice when it comes to the food we eat in my village. Rice, ugali, beans, casava, green banana, all those I was not allowed to eat them. I often went in Hypo because of Insuline on an empty stomach. At some stage I did learn how to cope and things went beter.
But I am growing older and it seems like it is getting worst. I try not to go in Hypo but it keeps on surprising me! Last week my doctor increased the dose from 850 mg of Metformine to 1000 mg twice a day. The sugar went higher during daytime, 18,5, and then drop in the evening to 3.2. It happened often that I went to sleep with fear that I may not wake up next morning. Am I supposed to be afraid of dying? Well, I want to have a chance to say goodbye to my beloved ones when I am 100 years old!
I am keeping my positive spirit and live a healthy life, definitely I am not letting Diabetes ruin my happines, I have a very exciting life ahead of me because my God has better plans for me!
Peace,
Eliane
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