It’s been a while since I’ve had a guest post on here!
Pranjali, all the way from India, got in touch with me with the incredible desire to raise awareness for Type 1 Diabetes, her story, the challenges she has faced and how she has used her countries rich history to inspire her living with with diabetes.
Please find her story below as well as all her links to her social media!
We are celebrating 70th Independence Day today. 70 years of the precious freedom we earned. All over social media I have been reading posts about it. But today I am going to share with all of you something regarding my own battle for the freedom which I now know and fully understand how precious and much needed it is. The following is a write up about my Type 1 Diabetes and how important it is for all of us to know and understand it. If any of you can do anything regarding this, spreading awareness so that people understand the difficulties and are alert and can understand what exactly Type 1 Diabetes is.
2nd November 2014 is the day when my life changed completely. Some days before I was ill I was taken to the hospital and my blood tests were done. The result which was going to come would define my life completely. When my blood sugar test was done, the reading came 395. It was pricked again, just to confirm, again reading was 400. I was admitted in the hospital that very minute. Frankly speaking I was really clueless as to what was happening.
The next four days in the hospital were full of needles. What I remember today of those days is only the pricking and piercing of the needles. I was diagnosed with ‘Type 1 Late Auto-immune Diabetes In Adults (otherwise known as LADA)’.The only factor that defines my life today.
At 24 years of age, lying there in the hospital bed, I was unaware of this storm which would have a permanent stay in my life however much I wanted it to end.
So the reality hit me when the doctor came on the day of my discharge to demonstrate to me how to take insulin on my own with the help of an insulin pen. How to prick and pierce myself with needles everyday. He told me in simple language,“You can’t forget taking insulin as you can’t forget to breath”.
The finality of the situation dawned upon me at that moment and I decided, “This is it! I am going to be strong, I am going to fight it out and I am not going to let diabetes take the better of me. If I have to live with it I will live with all the happiness, positivity and normalcy till my last day. I will never ever give up”.
It’s a promise I have made to myself and I am working towards making that promise a reality. Many people are not aware of what actually Type 1 Diabetes is. I myself wasn’t aware. There are 2 types of diabetes. Type 1 and Type 2.
Type 1 Diabetes firstly is not a disease but an autoimmune disorder caused from the destruction of the insulin producing beta cells in the pancreas. It can happen to anyone at any time. It is because our body, more specifically our pancreas, stops co-operating. It can also known as juvenile diabetes and is commonly seen in small children, exception for people like me. The cause for it is unknown. It is not genetic. It is not something to sympathize about or pity about. It is a continuous battle.
At the beginning it really used to hurt. Every time the needle found its way into my body it used to hurt but I always used to think, “1 count less to the unknown numbers.” Many times I found there was blood, bruises and blackening of my skin.
I get very tired sometimes because of the fluctuations my blood sugars go through. I get mentally tired because I have to be alert all the time. I have to think twice before eating anything. It gets tough to manage. Sometimes negativity engulfs me but what keeps me going is hope. I have held on to it dearly. What made me hold on to this hope is because I have seen little kids trying to deal with it. All these young kids give me strength, inspiration to face each day. The only minus point in my case was that diabetes didn’t come alone, it came with another companion called lysthesis, again a rare condition.
So I was having a real hard time. The back ache made life hell. By Gods Grace I am in a much better position where I can do things independently. The road, no doubt was tough, difficult and uncertain to its best. But I was not any less. What was more tough was seeing my family go through the hell. We all were together in this journey. I died everyday seeing my family suffer due to my sufferings.
But I am not someone to sit back and cry. I will never give up.
The main purpose behind writing about this is not about my battle against Type 1 diabetes, but mainly to raise awareness about it. I think and feel it necessary for people to know how much difficult a task it is for thousands of us around the world to handle it.
I know how hard it is to fight for the freedom that you deserve and which is your right but I won’t quit nor will I ever give up. After all my country has taught me this, how much hard it may seem, how much worse the situation is never give up! I know a day will come when I, along with thousands of others, will be free from diabetes. And that freedom will be full of sweetness.
The most important thing I have learnt since becoming diabetic is that you cannot and should not take life for granted in any way! I have learnt a lot of patience and control. I have become more understanding towards others problems, (not that I wasn’t before ;-)) and that however hard it may seem you should never give up!
I have learnt to see life with a different perspective. I have learnt to love my own company more and find happiness in solitude. I have realized was how strong and brave I can be. Even after sustaining such a high blow I was able to face the hardest situations. I never knew I had it in me. It taught me to be grateful for every moment that life gives me and find happiness in doing what my heart feels good to do. In the end its all that matters. Finally, your family is your ultimate strength, never ever leave them.
All of you out there, be happy and enjoy your life because though a diabetic, at least we have a life to live, some reason to cherish, we are far more fortunate souls between so many unfortunate ones. Let your weaknesses be your strength. God bless you!
Lastly, I don’t want anyone’s pity or sympathy for my condition. What I want, or if you wish to give, please give encouragement, support and understanding towards us all suffering from T1D. We all need cure but before that we need awareness. #weneedawareness #weneedacure.
Pranjali can be found via her social media below: