Hi, I’m Monica, and I invite you to join me on a deeply personal journey that altered the course of my life in ways I never anticipated. In this blog, I share the intimate details of my experience with a health crisis and the emotional rollercoaster of fear, shock, and resilience.
Life was cruising along its ordinary course for me in the early fall of 2019. Little did I know that a silent storm was brewing within my body, ready to reshape the very fabric of my existence. By November, strange symptoms like insatiable thirst and unexpected weight loss began to cast a shadow on my everyday routine. As the holiday season approached, these subtle warnings erupted into a symphony of health concerns that couldn’t be ignored any longer.
On December 18th, I found myself in my doctor’s office, receiving my blood test results that would unravel a truth I wasn’t prepared for—my blood sugar was through the roof! Shocked and at a loss for words, I looked at my doctor who informed me that I was now a Type 2 diabetic and would need to start taking medication right away. I would also need to meet with the nurse at the Diabetes Center as soon as possible to be educated on how to manage this newly diagnosed disease.
On January 4th, I met with the nurse at the Diabetes Center. She was extremely kind and helped educate me on how I needed to manage my blood sugar moving forward. In addition, I would need to have another blood test done and come in for weekly progress meetings.
This test result was even more shocking as it revealed that my pancreas wasn’t producing healthy levels of insulin. The shock was palpable, the questions overwhelming. What did this mean for me? How would my life change? As I grappled with these thoughts, I was advised that I would have to immediately start taking insulin shots once daily to compensate for the insulin that my body was not producing. Wait. What? Fear, shock, and tears set in, but I knew I had to be strong and keep it together.
The nurse advised that she wanted to run a few more tests to confirm precisely what type of diabetes I had. It would take 6 weeks to receive the results- we were now in early February.
March arrived, and with it came the COVID-19 pandemic. The uncertainty and fear that gripped the world mirrored the feelings within me. Amidst the chaos, I found myself navigating not only the complexities of my newfound diabetes but also the challenges presented by a world in crisis. Then I received the phone call that completely changed my life—I tested positive for Type 1 Diabetes—LADA, which stands for “Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults.” It is an autoimmune chronic illness for which there is no cure. I would now also need to take mealtime insulin in addition to the once-daily insulin injection that I take to live.
Quarantine became a time of self-discovery and resilience. Learning to manage my blood sugar levels became as crucial as adapting to the ‘new normal’ of masks, social distancing, and remote work. The isolation of those early pandemic days mirrored the isolation I felt as I grappled with my diagnosis. Yet, as the days turned into weeks, a sense of strength emerged from within.
With the support of virtual healthcare, I embarked on a journey of education and empowerment. Zoom calls replaced in-person consultations, and I became adept at monitoring my glucose levels and administering insulin. I also discovered an entire Type 1 Diabetic Community on Instagram. These wonderful humans helped me in ways beyond what any healthcare provider could as they lived with this disease every day like me. I am forever grateful to those who reached out with a helping hand.
As the world slowly began to reopen, I emerged with a newfound resilience and a sense of purpose. My journey is a testament to the strength that resides within us during times of adversity, showing that even in the face of a global pandemic, life goes on, and every challenge is an opportunity for growth.
Today, as I reflect on my journey, I find gratitude for the lessons learned and the community of support that carried me through.
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