22 years ago, at the age of 20, I was diagnosed as a type 2 diabetic. I’d regularly eat takeaway, drink lots of coke, eat lots of lollies, not exercise and I’d eat WAY more than I should have.
Once I found out I was a diabetic, I joined a gym, stopped binge eating, ate healthy foods, cut out all soft drinks and in 6 months I lost 26kg and was really healthy.
Then I met a girl. I’m not blaming her at all, because it was my fault I got comfortable. Over a couple of years I guess, I put it all back on.
We separated, I met a new girl, roughly stayed the same weight and continued with my old bad habits. Over the next few years my weight would fluctuate and I even got down to my lowest adult weight of 77kg, which is the high end of my ideal BMI ratio. But I put a bit more on and am now 94kg. Not the heaviest I’ve ever been, but still not good.
During this time, I ignored my diabetes. I didn’t do anything about it. I’d binge eat and binge drink. I’d have a family sized packet of M&Ms at work most days, or if the vending machine was out of them, a packet of party mix lollies.
About 5 weeks ago, my bowel movements changed significantly. It takes me an hour to drive to work and one day I had to make two stops at petrol stations to ensure I didn’t crap myself. One day, I managed to get to work, got in to the toilet cubicle, got my pants down and then proceeded to soil my underwear. A 42 year old man, soiling his underwear at work. Not a good thing.
I went to the doctor after that and had all the usual fecal and urine tests and blood tests for my diabetes.
My hba1c was 12.6. My ACR was borderline high, which can lead to early renal failure.
Whilst this is about me, it’s also about my kids. Three and eight. I want to be here for them as long as I can in life. I need to do this not only for me, but for them. I also need to show them the right way to look after themselves, not replicate what I do, because I replicate what my parents did.
My mum was a type 2 diabetic for as long as I can remember. She died on 21 December 2018 from glioblastoma multiform, a brain tumour but her cause of death was also linked to her diabetes. Four days before Christmas and 9 days before her 68th birthday. I started to heavily binge drinks, some nights drinking up to 20 standard drinks.
Dad was diagnosed as a type 2 later on in his life, but both he and mum rarely ate healthy, never particularly encouraged me to look after myself as far as I can remember and both would binge eat regularly.
I’ve been lurking in this sub for years but will now be actively participating as much as I can do that I can be inspired by others and hopefully inspire others myself.
Thank you for this community.
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