The years in between my Hashimotos diagnosis and the next were a haze for me. Â I was a wife, a mom, I worked full time and I caught every bug all the time. Â The years were busy but I wasÂ always sick. Â I thought it was picking up stuff because my job entailed me being in the public and the kids brought home all kinds of bugs over the years. Â I don’t know when it was exactly but I remember feeling like I had the flu forever and continual migraines, lets NOT forget migraines. Â My thyroid levels were checked frequently and adjustments made but I always was feeling like crap. Â I had my appendix out and thought that some of the feeling like crap was when that was starting to go. Â So many things all seemed to happen at once.
So this forever flu brought constant low grade fevers, nausea and frequent diarrhea. Â If I had a fever, nausea or diarrhea I can’t work. Â Some people may be able to but I can’t so I was the one from work who was “always sick” and was a let down to coworkers.
Diabetes was my next diagnosis. Â In the beginning of 2012 the nausea, headaches and flu like symptoms just seemed to be endless. Â I remember my husband testing my sugar one morning before I’d even had my morning tea. Â Well my fasting sugar was 9.2 and that was high. Â Called my doctor and got to see him within a couple days, more tests and metformin was started and yeah I got to add a new doctor to my team. Â I was referred to an endocrinologist. Â My sugars were all over the place, I was sick, I was losing weight and was a my lowest weight since before kids.
Latent autoimmune diabetes in adults (LADA) is a slow progressing form of autoimmune diabetes. Like type 1 diabetes, LADA occurs because your pancreas stops producing adequate insulin, most likely from some “insult” that slowly damages the insulin-producing cells in the pancreas. But unlike type 1 diabetes, with LADA, you often won’t need insulin for several months up to years after you’ve been diagnosed.
Source: Â Mayo Clinic
The Endocrinologist and his nurse said I wasn’t a type 2 diabetic and it was the first time I’d heard the words LADA and type 1.5 and progressing Type 1. Â I found out that I was a slowly progressing type one diabetic who could be managed on pills, diet changes for a few months to almost two decades. Â The average is six years I was told. Â A new medication was added, metformin was increased and I tried to cope. Â I was off work for a few weeks on short term disability, we had recently gotten a puppy after our house being too quiet after our previous Labrador had left for the Rainbow Bridge. Â I was feeling down but depressed wasn’t a word I could say. Â My hubby begged me to go with him and Keely to her vet appointment. Â It was sunny and he thought a drive would make me feel better. Â He was trying to make me happy. Â The day ended on a not so happy note and I went back to work way to early and hadn’t really digested that I was a diabetic.
One thing I did do was go gluten free because I thought that it would help get me better. Â I thought if I just ate better I’d get better. Â Yeah, that didn’t work. Â I was still sick all the time. Â My sugars were regular and any spikes would be from something I ate that I shouldn’t have. Â I’m now on three pills with an A1c that is perfect in the eyes of my endocrinologist. Â He’s given me another six month of just the pills and said that the my current issues which are the Lupus and Fibro are the “bastards”. Â His words not mine.
Thanks for reading part two of my journey. Â Part one is here if you missed it. Â Part three is “the Bastards”.
Journey with me … mini2z