|My pretend pancreas...|
So…the thing about Type 1 Diabetes is…it is not trivial. I have spent almost 27 years trivializing it and I don’t want to pay a price for that. I don’t keep it a secret. I’m totally fine with people knowing I have it. But the question is, do I accept that I have it? Really accept it? I wonder sometimes. I am lucky. I have an intuition. I trust it. I meander through my day knowing (based on how I feel) whether my blood sugar is high or low. I check it in the morning and then go about my day…never checking it again. I did a marathon without checking it once. I always figure out a work around. It always seems easier. I can’t keep doing this. It should not be easy. It is not trivial.
I am really, really lucky…in my almost 27 year relationship with my non-working pancreas…I have had very little complications. My eyes have had a few laser zaps to preserve my vision. I see my Retinologist two times a year to keep tabs on things. It is all about preservation…things never get better with your vision…but you can keep them from getting worse. This has been the only complication…until I went on vacation.
It was an amazing vacation. I think it was the first real vacation I have had since I started working the summer after my Junior Year of High School. It was so good, I forgot that I got a blister just above my right ankle from an amazing pair of Sandals. Two days later…it started to hurt…I looked down…it wasn’t pretty. I went to the Doctor at the Resort the next morning. I got a prescription for a topical medicine. I never went in the ocean again. I just had a bad feeling. It didn’t get any better. 19 days pass. I am worried. I go to my podiatrist…he has to use a scalpel to stir the healing process. I feel worse…then feel better. I go back in a week…he has to use a scalpel to stir the healing process. Are you sensing a pattern? Like anything…wound healing is a process…this will probably go on for a few more weeks.