My Diabulimia

When I started secondary school I was pretty self conscious, I had been put onto 4 injections a day and was forced to do one in school, and was now working with my mother to decide my own doses of insulin, I would suggest what I thought I should be injecting and she would tell me if it was right or wrong and I would inject myself. Because I went to a secondary school that none of the other kids at my primary school went to I didn't have the security of being around people that had known me for years and about my diabetes. I started to get even more aware of the way I looked, wearing make-up and straightening my hair, wearing my skirt ridiculously short and thinking more and more about my size compared to other girls. However for the first time I had a diabetic student in my class, it was the first time I had met another diabetic my own age and it was something totally new to me. (I'm going to call her C) C was under the same diabetic clinic and specialist as me and was allot more outward with the fact she was a diabetic, if people asked her where she would inject herself she would never hesitate to say she injected in her stomach, arm leg and buttock whereas I would only say to people I had known for a while that I injected in my stomach and arm in fear they would find it weird to inject into your buttock or leg. Me and C would meet up in our tutor room each lunch to do our injections and then go out to lunch as their wasn't a medical room to do our injections until one day we where told we couldn't inject in the classroom or safety reasons or something and where told we had to do our injections in the toilets. Me and C where both horrified by the idea but we had no other choice so we had to until one day she said to me "This is so gross, if I have to inject in a toilet I'm not going to inject at all!" and she went off to eat her sandwiches anyway without injecting. After my experience with the sleepover and the sweets I thought that she was going to have to be hospitalised because of her daring decision and the next day asked her what happened to her sugar levels when she got home, "Not much really she said" in a casual way. I was stunned, she didn't do an injection yet she was fine, it was amazing. So I too that lunch skipped my injection and ate anyway, and sure enough I didn't die or get hospitalised, my blood sugar was a little higher than usual when I got home but I felt fine so I kept on not doing my injections and eating anyway at school.

As I got into the routine of not injecting at lunch with my food I tried it at dinner and breakfast too, and again my blood sugar was high but not so high I felt ill, so I started only injecting with one meal and my long acting insulin. I felt great, normal, not needing to inject with a meal, I kept thinking to myself I am that little bit closer to being totally normal! I started to not miss my primary school friends as much and started to become popular at school, even with the boys. I thought it was totally awesome, being normal makes you popular! And I stopped doing all my rapid injections with my food.