I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes about a year after pancreatic surgery. I was at work acting confused and my friend took me to the emergency room. I had a blood sugar over 500. I made several trips to the emergency room where my diabetes was treated until I could see an endocrinologist. I was started on metformin and insulin. I still couldn’t get my blood sugars controlled until I started the insulin pump. It’s been about six years and it’s been a hard road.
I will never forget the call that forever changed the course of my life. Three years ago, while living in New York City, I went to a local clinic for routine blood work, thinking nothing would be out of the ordinary. When the nurse called, she began by asking a series of familiar questions about my family history with diabetes. After answering, she shared the news: my A1C was critically high at 8.9—I was diabetic.
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