From time to time, when I have nothing better to do – like invent a perpetual motion machine, herd cats or enjoy a warming beverage from my chocolate teapot – I have a look around the Diabetes Online Community™ and see what all the cool kids are talking about.
As an aside, and as I’ve mentioned before, I started writing your soaraway Shoot Up merely to amuse myself and to coagulate (if “coagulate” is the right word?) some of my thoughts about this chronic condition that I’d been lumbered with. I have no idea what Alison’s motives were – probably money and glamour. I suspect that if Alison hadn’t started writing about diabetes in 2009, her insatiable lust for bling and fame would surely have led to a career in Gangsta Rap. But Gansta Rap’s loss is surely diabetes’ gain.
Anyway, back onto the topic of my needlessly inflammatory clickbait headline. Despite being a pastime enjoyed by a relatively small percentage of the population, there are quite a lot of type one’s blogging, tweeting and Facebooking. Everyone, of course, has opinions relating to the best way of living and coping with this never-ending pain in the bum.
I’m trying to avoid sounding like a wet management consultant, but everyone with diabetes is “on a journey” (I know, I know…) and everyone is at different stages of that journey.
When I was first diagnosed, I was forced to go from knowing nothing about diabeteaids to knowing an awful lot in a very short space of time. As a result, I could only get my head around relatively simple stuff – the basics of carb counting, injecting Lantus once a day, turning up for appointments. If you had talked to me about super-bolusing, temp basals, CGM or the latest carb-counting fad I couldn’t have coped. Too much, too soon.
Ten years later and I know a little bit more about being pancreatically challenged. In the pub, over a glass of wine, I can confidently sketch out the differences between square and dual wave boluses on the back of a beermat. Whether people want me to or not.
But this doesn’t mean I’m at the cutting edge of diabetes knowledge or practice. And neither do I want to be. I’ve got other important stuff to be getting on with – drinking wine in the pub for one.
My point is that everyone is at a different stage and has different a relationship with their diabetes and, equally, everyone works at a different pace. Fred might be extraordinarily knowledgeable about the latest academic papers and is a massive advocate of the brand new “Carbohydrate Cramming” diet from America. But that doesn’t mean that Fred’s any “better” than Gladys who sticks in some Humalog three times a day and doesn’t really like the sound of being connected to a pump; or, indeed, that Gladys is “wrong” with her approach.
Gladys might decide at some point in the future that a pump is for her or she might become an unwavering evangelist for the latest “Lo Protein, High Fat, Medium Carb” fad diet but, in the meantime, if her way of dealing with her diabetes works for her and she’s happy then she’s absolutely, categorically, 100% right.
So unless someone is on exactly the same path as you and at exactly the same stage of your diabetes “journey” then anything you say about someone else’s diabetes will be wrong. This, of course, includes me – so I’ll shut up! And why not comment below and I can point out why you’re wrong too! Isn’t this fun!