I’m not gonna lie because I’ve been pretty naff keeping up to date with my blog. Between working and uni it’s rare for me to have a spare few minutes.
Life in general has been okay. Uni is a massive stress but I think most people would agree with that. Work is standard work. Diabetes is still there and Patch and Vernon are still going strong.
Cellnovo have recently released new stickers for the pump and handset which I should be receiving soon and I don’t know what I’m more excited about delivery days or Christmas. Never in my life did I think I would be able to embrace my condition as much as I have. I would never say that it defines who I am but it has made one hell of a difference.
My job involves meeting new people each day and the amount I see who are Type 1 excites me. Knowing that there are people out there who have been through the countless injections, blood tests and finger pricks is reassuring. Being able to tell those younger than me that it gets better and that they’ll be okay – because lets face it we’re all pretty badass dealing with this – is actually quite rewarding.
Within the past few months and dealing with a crap load of stress really puts things into perspective. There are days where diabetes wins, where I can’t move because I feel so rough. Waking up at stupid o’clock because I’m low knowing full well I could rebound so need to stay awake or set an alarm is a killer. But even after all of this there are so many bonuses! The excitement you get when your HBA1C comes back improved, the joy of being in your target range, how proud you can make other people because of how strong you are. Okay so life dealt a shittyish hand but there are so many worse hands to be dealt and I honestly feel quick lucky to be given this one. I don’t want to make a change to the world and yes a cure would be nice but right now I’m okay, I’m alive and loved and what more could I want?