Common denominator, the secret diabetes club
I’ve been at my job now for 6 months, I’ve hit the half way mark.
As I am undergoing a traineeship we have to attend training days. The other day I attended my third training day, I had met most of them there already, the fellow trainees, who were experiencing everything I was, and somehow in conversation it came up that this girl has Type 1 Diabetes. I immediately chirped ‘so do I’! (as if we were both of a unique and mystified breed.)
Everyone at our table expressed a puzzled look, as if ‘how did we not know this’. I feel whenever I announce that I have type 1 diabetes, whoever I am talking to seem slightly offended and intrigued as if I should be introducing myself with it before my name.
Not that they say anything to that degree.
Immediately my fellow trainee and I had a bond, something only we share with everyone else who has type 1 diabetes. We went on to ask the standard questions, how long, pump or no pump, the moans and groans of the stereotypes and all the annoying factors that come with diabetes.
We shared a lot in common, one concern she had was living by herself, she said she would like to move out but having diabetes and not having anyone there in case of an emergency worried her. I have the same thoughts, though I am in no rush to move out, the thought of living by myself after hearing some pretty scary diabetes related stories (let alone all the rest) does terrify me.
It’s nice to know that I’m not going through this alone, and as I finish writing this post I am going to send her an email to see how she is going at her job and everything else.
Until next time,
Georgia from the ‘Secret Diabetes Club’
