My GP sent me for blood tests yesterday because he suspects diabetes.
Pre-ME, my feelings right now would have been a clearcut, no-question-about-it 'hope the results are negative'. The sane reaction. Because no one wants diabetes, right?
Instead I find myself see-sawing between hoping for a negative result and thinking 'but at least it might explain some of the symptoms...it might mean some of them could be treated...it would show people I'm not just a crazy lady who gets off on pretending to be sick...'
They fuck you up, your invisible illnesses.
Diabetes is really not a big deal. My dad was diabetic, so is JD. If your diabetes can be controlled by diet, then it is relatively simple to do - and can make a huge difference to energy levels
ReplyDelete*hugs* thank you, that reassures me quite a lot!
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