I was first diagnosed with gestational diabetes in June 1996. I had to take insulin shots with a sliding scale three times per day (vial and needle) for two weeks. Once I had my son on June 23, 1996, there was no more diabetes!
At nine, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes, a frightening and confusing time for my parents and me. Prior to the diagnosis, I had symptoms like excessive thirst, frequent urination, and blurred vision, but I didn't think much of them. My teachers noticed I was struggling to focus and my grades dropped. One day, I became ill at school, and after being hospitalized, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. It was a challenging time, but with the unwavering support of my family, I learned to manage it, even giving myself insulin injections.
I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes a while ago. I recently had an infection in my right foot. I drove myself to the emergency room. They first tried antibiotics to save the foot. I had to have a bone biopsy. The infection that was taking over my foot was also in the heel. After disease control tried to find out what bacteria it was, I was told I had to have an amputation. I was scared and upset. I went through surgery and then right to rehab. I worked really hard with a walker and physical therapy to learn how to use my left leg.