In a crowded room, one can feel alone. Sometimes my diabetes makes me feel alone. Other people may have to think about the calories in food, but they don’t have to think about how it will affect their body and how they have to adjust levels and exercise and insulin input and such. I accept it, but some days dealing with it are harder than others. And I guess it’ll probably always be that way.
I’m looking forward to the Women’s Conference next month to be around other Diabetics…it already makes me a little teary to think of NOT being alone with the disease. I’m taking a couple of days off work for myself for after too, to process. I very much appreciate the DOC, but am looking forward to seeing some faces – though I don’t know anyone else going.
I’ve started dating again very recently and I think that’s part of the alone. I feel I have to hide it. Normally I just adjust my pump where ever I am (and test for that matter), but on a date I go to the bathroom and try to hide the pump. If either of the guys have seen it, they haven’t mentioned it. If they did mention it, I’d explain it. Otherwise I’m not sure when it will come up. I don’t like that it feels like a dirty confession. I don’t like the idea that I manage it on my own, but know it could make someone else feel like “woah, that’s too much.” But is it deceptive to not make it known up front?
Hello Monday morning.