My story starts with me not feeling good for a couple days. I had not been sleeping well for a couple months and the week prior, my grandmother had passed away. I was under alot of stress to say the least. I had been having trouble with my asthma and felt that I was starting to get a cold. I had went to work as usual, thinking that I would start to feel better during the day. A couple hours into my shift, I had started coughing so bad that I could not catch my breath. I was taken by ambulance to the hospital. In the ambulance I was given breathing treatments and an iv was started. Blood was also drawn enroute to the hospital. In the emergancy room I was given steoids for the Asthma attack and a couple more breathing treatments. It was found though that blood work, that my blood sugar was extremely high, at 518. Due to the fact that I was given the steorids, my blood sugar level went even higher. I was admitted into the hospital for 3 days.
I have started giving myself insulin shots and taking pills. I knew that almost everyone on my fathers side of the family has diabetes. My older brother has been diabetic for years and has problems with his feet. He has had part of one foot amputated due to an infection that went to the bone, all caused by him stubbing his big toe one morning. So I dont know why I was so shocked that I had diabetes.
I feel like I am on a roller coaster emotionally. I have been having trouble getting my sugar levels down to a normal range. I am used to eating when ever I had time. And I admit, I am used to eating what ever I wanted to as well. Now, I have to take the meds at the same time every day, so that means eating at the same time every day as well as watching what I eat.
I do have a wonderful, supporting boyfriend and family, but I feel really over whelmed alot of times. I know that I will grow used to living with diabetes and that I can live a full normal life, but at times I feel like, why me.


Almost a year ago I too was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. I have gone through some, if not all, of the feelings you expressed in your piece. I had a lot of trouble with this thing "controlling" me. But, I have concluded that "I have diabetes, diabetes does NOT have me." With that I am able to fit it into my life. It took me just over 3 months to remove myself from the insulin. I pay close attention to my diet and have learned how to "jimmy" things - for instance - I don'r like eating first thing and my blood sugar would be so low I could bearly get out of bed. So, I stopped (before I told my doctor) taking my nightly pill and my sugar stays up so I can get to work and then eat. Otherwise, I would have to have lunch around 10 or 11.
There are other ways to make your life easier. I broke down in tears when this thing grabbed me, now I just roll with it! You will too!