Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
Spiralling… Put simply it is a bugger. When I was ill with anxiety anything could send me spiralling into the pits of despair. For me, it wasn’t Type 1 fears; I have had great support over the years with Type 1 and my mindset is fully dialled to the positive. But, Talk to me about…
I have walked in your shoes. For over nine years now, but I still remember the anguish of putting on those shoes, how they felt too tight, how they blistered and bruised my feet, and sent rockets of pain through my body. And the additional distress, that beside me, my little girl’s toes were cramping…
Improved? How can a chronic, incurable, condition that arrived unexpectedly one day at our door improve our lives? Am I mad? Or just blindly optimistic. Let me explain. I like most people, felt cheated, alone, highly fecked off when Type 1 invaded our world. Yet, I took the mindset that it would not stop my…
Today is challenged, I am running on about three to four hours sleep, I have a UTI, and a full day of work ahead. I have work to do, and taking time off for a lie down is not an option; I completely understand the need for self care, and as soon as I can…
Have you grieved yet ? These were words said to me by our diabetic nurse, about 3 weeks after diagnosis when we sat in my bungalow having a cup of tea with the smell of insulin in the air. Grieved? In 3 weeks I had bitten nails, not washed hair, eaten only medical books, read…