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  • Is it time to give up?

    by Africandoll on 07 February 2010

    I am just so down about everything lately I had one good day with good readings lets call it good day I had numbers in range for the entire day was so happy, excited thinking this is the end of the bad numbers no more worries I have got it sorted it out.

    That was all short lived next morning woke up with a high mood turned to anger, hate all I wanted to do was ripe my hair out then follow the questions what happened? What went wrong? Did I forget about my levemir? So I check my dairy I did take it!

    Then I eat breakfast my levels get higher then they were before what? Why? how? When? I have just eaten the same boring breakfast I eat every morning so I don't have to count the carbs. I go about cleaning and doing odd jobs to get my levels down but I feel very exhausted and fed up so fed up I cant be asked to go out what's the point I will probably go low and have to stuff my face like an animal, friends calling me saying lets meet up this day and that day but I just don't have the urge or energy anymore all I want to do is stay in the house.

    The other day my mete showed my readings as HI first time ever after 23 years with the evil monster as I now like to call it worry was the second thing that came to my mind right after ketons so I check thank god they are a low level, take some more insulin and get a whole bottle of water drank it in less then 15 mins check again 27 point something or the other fill up my bottle of water and head for my bed and have a good old moan. At this time I feel so out of it very sick I promise myself I won't let it get to the stage I end up in hospital and kept doing test and when it got to 15 mmol I fell asleep so exhausted, worn- out and everything else but I still did wake up with a hypo at 4am I could not get out of bed I know what the professionals say have something sweet and some sort of carbohydrate but they don't live with diabetes 24/7 so I ate five jelly babies and fell asleep again but I did wake up with a good reading the next morning.

    I think all this is being cause by the pain in one of my molars so I make an emergency appointment with the dentist go over there but I am still feeling so out of it because of the night before and hate going there as all they ever give is bad news.

    In mind and expecting bad news I go into the room tell the doctor about my evil monster (diabetes) and gum disease that's been caused by the evil monster, he then takes a look and exams my mouth said something about fillings and a deep clean plus my molar being taken out, I am in the state of shock my tooth is getting taken out will they put something there when they take it out, he informs me no and asks if I want to go ahead and take the tooth out I am like I would rather came back another time and just have everything done in one go, get through the unpleasantness over and done with so lucky old me has something to look forward to unlikely.

    Wednesday lunch time I have to eat a proper meal as I will be on the dentist chair for an hour and being diabetic and all we can't have me going hypo now can we.

    Just tired of it I am doing everything I can but nothing seems to be going right and to top it of no one understands as they don't have the evil monster to share their daily tasks with, they don't have to worry and always have it in the back of their minds, they don't have to carry so much equipments around because of the damn evil monster.

    But I am stronger then that and I was given the evil monster because I am like the numerous individuals already diagnosed and will be diagnosed with the evil monster because we have the strength and determination to fight this evil monster into submission sooner or later, so no matter what it throws at us we have to bring our armour along with us at all times.

  • Well today I was feeling low just after I had eaten my treat of a chicken kebab and taken my novorapid and levemir when I checked my level, my machine just informed me of just how low but by this time I was full that I didn't want to eat anything else without any choice went on my way to get something to eat. My sisters eating made it easier to eat so went on eating and watching television with my sisters making jokes and laughing at one another not paying attention to what I was eating just eating for the sake of eating, and then I decided to check if I had improved.

    Well what a shock after stuffing my face double the usual amount I usually do I was even lower then I had started with how does that work? My lovely sisters went on laughing when I had explained that I was lower than I was before but the problem now being that I don't think I can eat anymore but that didn't stop their laughter I think it's because I laugh about it whenever I can, so they encourage me to eat I make do with whatever I can get down.

    Some juice with plenty of sugar and chocolate I know that I shouldn't treat my hypo with a chocolate but I think that why I shouldn't treat myself after days of no chocolate one might resolve the situation.

    So anyway now I am feeling fine and just wanted to blog on how annoying and time consuming hypos can be sometimes and when you're full as a pig you still have to eat or drink something without any space in order to get back to a good level. For me personally this is the second thing that I most hate with diabetes the first being when I am high.

     

    One night I was go tired got ready to go to bed was feeling a bit odd as you might call it, after getting into bed all snuggled up and warm had to get out of my bed and do a test because of that odd feeling and when I checked I was 1.4,what the hell? I have to eat but I don't want to. I was thinking all sorts and all these feelings went downstairs and I managed to just about get a banana and a muffin I have no idea why, I was feeling really emotional before that for some reason.

    Managed to get upstairs again with my stuff, turned off the light got my pillow and just sat on the floor near my bed by this time I was well out of it, my mind was on another planet my body was so tired that there are no words to describe it so I just burst into tears why do I have to be dealing with all this and no one has any clue everyone else just got into bed with any worries or concern in the world. Eating my banana crying got my duvet on the floor with me as I was freezing eating crying, lying down because I was so tired all the time eating then I started to feel really hot so I take the duvet off me and my jumper off as I am starting to burn up.

    All these thoughts rushing around in my mind so I decide to call my fiancée in tears mumbling, slurring and he tells me to take a deep breath to go wash my face and call him back so I hang up don't move from my spot something telling me it's not a good idea still in tears now in the middle of my muffin so instead of calling him I decide to text him.

    The text goes I am low 1.4, tired; crying with a muffin on my bedroom floor is that enough because he had asked me what was wrong and I could not put it into words as I was all over the place.After the muffin had kicked in I was so knackered I got into bed somehow and feel asleep.

    Diabetes is a 24 hours kind of thing diabetics might not show how hard it can be but sometimes it's a lot of hassle and hard work and the not knowing when the levels are going to drop or go sky high is something that is confusing as well as worrying so you have to be ready for any sort of predicament.

  • Well for every diabetic the feeling is different but let me talk you through how I feel.

     

    First sense is a feeling of tiredness just cant be bothered to do anything out of energy just want to sit down and fall into a deep sleep, then followed with hunger plus fear for some reason I think the fear is just the kick start so that I get myself some food, at this time I would also feel like some sort of air passing through my throat and chest its like a small mild air passing through.

     

    My main sign that gives me that warning or that red light is my eyes I get this its kind of hard to put into words but I get these grey lights similar to grey dots and if I am watching TV I see it on the screen but it comes more clear when I look at a white wall, I also get very hot start sweating and my heart starts to pump a lot faster then usual like I am doing exercise or some kind of activity.

     

    The most interesting detail to me is the fact of waking up during the night if I am hypo with this feeling of heat and sweat even if I don’t want to wake up I have no choice my body is telling me to get up and sort myself up and I can not go back to sleep until I have sorted out my hypo.

     

    If I have others around me I do tend to get irritable and every little noise is five times louder then it normally is, at times I do feel aggressive even though I have never acted out with violence but the way my words come out sounding is a lot more aggressive and people tend to question why am I so angry.

     

    Oh yeah I nearly forgot when it comes to eating with a hypo everything and anything in front of me at that time is a cure, I just cant stop eating till I get some kind of feeling on my chest telling me that I have hit the spot and its time to stop its exactly where the air was passing at the start, it’s a bit like walking for days in a hot desert the sun being right on top of your head sweating like you have never sweated before in your entire life with no water in sight and the thirst is making you imagine a lake of water. So when you do find that lake of water at long last you will drink and drink and drink until you have sorted your desire for it. So it’s very hard to follow guidelines from professionals about treating a hypo and can lead to over treating it at times.

     

    The most important thing is to know your body be familiar with the signs and symptoms for having a hypo because it helps to sort it out in the long run most importantly let your friends and family know what to look out for so that they can also help you.

     

  • OK, I know, I'm lousy at making regular blog posts - and forget "frequent"... one of my excuses is all the fascinating reading material out there around this diabetes thing. I have a zillion diabetes blogs to read, no time to write my own...

    Rapidly becoming a favourite is the NHS' own Eyes on Evidence newsletter, which comes out monthly - it's a digest of all the interesting papers and meta-reviews that have come out. A gem from today's was a meta-review on whether the low-protein diets that anyone with kidney disease is put on, actually help - and the conclusion from the meta study is that it might actually do some harm! You can sign up here. http://www.evidence.nhs.uk/NewsletterSignup.aspx

    If you can't wait for a monthly fix, the NHS evidence people also do an RSS feed, so you can get comment on the days' news hot off the press:

    http://www.nhs.uk/News/Pages/NewsArticles.aspx

    Just what you need to keep your mind busy and fingers away from those mince pies over Christmas :P

     

    Have a good one,

    Nicky.

     

     

  • Things have calmed down.

    by Africandoll on 10 December 2009

    Well after some wild times with my diabetes and by wild I don’t mean any crazy parties or anything fun or good but wild such as high readings, constant visits to the hospital to discuss insulin doses and carbohydrate counting with my nurse plus the irregular journeys to the toilet because of them high readings.

    Now the journey is looking a little more pleasant with a slight breeze in the mornings my readings have calmed down now so much so that I am seeing single numbers the only problem being the high readings in the morning and getting my long acting insulin right, even though I am still doing constant tests just to see the differences that foods make and to also see if my carbohydrate counting is right.

    But all in all I have to say all the hard work has paid of now that I am getting my diabetes in control with the help of professionals around me but more so because of the great support pages on the internet such as chat rooms to wonderful forms that I could go in and write whatever I am going through or feeling and floods of answers and advice just come pouring in.

    At first I felt so alone and isolated but now I have a whole entire nation around me just supporting and guiding me as well as lending me that helping hand, so I feel that whatever question that I might have there is no answer that is silly or unneeded because surely if I am feeling such emotions or thoughts there is someone else out there that might be having the same emotions or thoughts and when they come across my blog , form post or quick question on the chat room it helps them as well as myself.

    Just a quick post about how at one point I was feeling like giving up but now I am more determined to get through it all and help others as I go through the journey because together we can find lots of answers. :

  • Good news at last.

    by Africandoll on 28 November 2009

    Since August my diabetes has gone a little haywire to say the least from ending up in hospital with ketons due to a stomach infection then having to make major changes to the treatment of my diabetes by taking a whole new type of insulin because at first I was on human mixtard I took this twice a day as a result I had to move from that to Novorapid this meant taking it 3 times a day plus the long acting insulin called Glagin which I take one time.

    On top of all the changes I had to also go on a course to count the amount of carbohydrates in my food this would then assist me to work out the amount of insulin to take with my food, so all in all a huge major change to the way I treated my diabetes.

    Whilst all these changes where happening I was being informed of the complications that could be happening to my kidneys but blood tests showed that most things are alright, but when it came to eye test that was one thing I hated due to an experience I once had to one of the nurses as well as having uncontrollable reflections along with a hatred of anything being near my eyes. So being young and care free I decided not to go to my appointments as I did not like any of it hence when the doctor informed about there might be damage to the back of my eyes I should not have been in shock.

    To be honest the shock was more like devastation all the questions coming to my mind how bad can it be? Will I ever be able to read again? Will I ever drive again seeing as I just passed? So I had to the nearest opticians making an appointment for the earliest date possible then I was informed that there was no damage but my heart was still not at rest by mind was not tranquil so I waited for my appointment from the main eye test clinic at the hospital that my doctor had arranged for me.

    The date of the main eye test came I had gone back to the past a year ago to be exact the treatment that nurse gave me came back to my head, the long wait to see the doctors and sitting next to everyone else waiting to have the same test as me, would I have the same nurse but when it came I had a fantastic nurse at the start who took the test of the alphabet she informed that today’s test was even better then last year  she showed and explained how I done the test last year and this year.

    Then the dreaded drops came she was fantastic listened to me and done the drops before I even knew what was happening, she also took that little step that made my whole experience that little bit better by informing the other nurse about my anxiety of the next test as well as how it went the year before.

    When it came to the test I feared the worst the nurse was I don’t even know how to put it into words she was wonderful and got every picture that she needed to get of my eyes, calmed me down and even listened to me when I told her I must be the worst patient she had ever come across she then told me that I am far away in the list of being the worst patient.

    Then the wait to see the doctors was the longest and I was getting frustrated, inpatient till a lovely woman explained to me how the wait is always long but it’s for our benefit and the staffs here to help us out so we have to be patient.

    At last I heard my name I stood up with my mind clear as day light as I walked to the doctor answered the questions she had about my diabetes and control then my mind wondered where was she heading? Is it bad news or good?

    She then looked at my eyes again I guess the last test that I had forgotten about in the last appointment or maybe it’s was because of the worry.

    She then informed me that I had no diabetic retinopathy or no diabetic maculopathy in both eyes, good news both eyes where fine and now I would have to be discharged from the system and go for my one screening programme one year late at my local pct.

    So all in all if the first time experience was not a pleasant one that does not mean the second one will not be the same and if the situation seems negative if you go and have the tests done you never know the outcome.

    The most important one will have to be the professionals and the way they come across to patients because they forget that we are there and have fears and worries so they just want to get the job done as quickly as they can without informing the patient or calming down the patient.

     

     

  • Everyday when I wake up I make a little prayer that my readings are in single figures and then I have hope for the rest of the day that I will have remarkable readings.

    Then I see the 11`s and 15`s so I have to take my prayer back and figure out what to eat to balance that out so some lemon tea and toast (one slice by the way) and I do my best to get my carbohydrate count on point, in order to get that remarkable reading I head out for a walk to bring it down from that 11 or that shocking 15 then as soon as I come to a suitable place to do my next test I find it to be a scandalous 17 my heart nearly stops!

    All the questions of how, Why, what, and where? Come to mind and a surreal feeling of disappointment takes over but I am still human so I go and find something else to eat maybe something with low carbohydrates how about salad and tuna with a naan bread that’s kind of easy to carb count so I go ahead and check before eating it comes down to 13 still not what I hoped for but its better the that scandalous 17 so I do my sums and take the unit of insulin I had counted. Here is to hoping…………….

    The two hours wait so do some house work, watch a bit of my favourite soaps before I know it the two hours have gone by here go the worry the concern of more numbers so I go ahead in the hope of seeing that succulent 7 or that divine 6.

    The finger prick is done the strip is put into the machine just getting the blood to put into the strip and the beep from the machine, I envision the succulent 7 the divine 6 I would even settle for a 9 but that scandalous 17 raises its ugly head.

    The questions get more confusing the vision get blurred but I still have to hope and pray for that perfect number so till my evening meal I have to wait in anticipation and eagerness, I don’t even feel like eating because I am so down about that scandalous unstable number.

    Before I am aware I feel hungry, frustrated so I decided to check to see any changes a little beam of light shows from the machine as the numbers go down to 14 still disappointed I go to find something again not bothered about carbs at this point as I enter the kitchen I remember that I want something with little carb but at the same time something to keep me warm so I decide on eggs no carbs with some beans, I go ahead and count the amount of carbs enjoy my meal as I am hungry in mind that I have to check again in two hours.

    By this time my fingers are getting sore seeing as I can only use 6 fingers instead of ten I then look at them see the black spots caused by the needle as well as the cracked skin of repeated injections and the pushing of blood a question comes to my head to these fingers look the fingers of a young lady? As they say time waits for no man or woman in this case the two hours are up.

    The strip into the machine the needle in the finger the blood into the machine as well as the vision and the emotions followed by beep from the machine as well as a revolting 19 point something or the other, what am I doing wrong? Is it the machine?

    I decide I have had just about enough of all the emotions……….

    Then I remember the complications so I wonder what part of my body is it murdering my eyes, my brain cells, my heart or my brain what about increasing the damage already done to my gums?

    As I am only human I go ahead and do the strip into the machine the needle in the finger the blood into the machine as well as the vision and the emotions followed by beep from the machine then I see that scandalous 17 but this time it’s more like an angelic 17 saintly 17 more importantly flawless.

    You have just witnessed a day into the life of a diabetic.

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  • Hey all, its been a while since I last posted, my nursing course is coming to an end and things have been a little bit hectic.

    Recently I had the 'flu jab at my doctors behest, I didn't mind, I mean, whats one more needle?

    However as expected it caused mild 'flu symptoms and I had to increase my insulin intake to cover myself, this was no problem at all for the 2 weeks or so that it lasted, however the getting better from these mild symptoms really squashed me as almost overnight my insulin sensitivity returned to normal and I had a couple of crushing hypos. I have never required assistance to get over a hypo (touch wood) but for the first time ever this week I had extreme difficuluty standing and moving once I realised what was going on. I took care of myself but it was a scary moment.

    I've been cajoled into having the swine flu jab in a week or so, I fit into two of the 'at risk' catagories with diabetes and being in the healthcare profession. I'm sure it'll be fine but I'm starting to have second thoughts based on this experience, I'm on my final management placement 3 days after the jab is scheduled. Is it worth the risk of having the jab and the same thing happening?

  • A little History!

    by Africandoll on 03 November 2009

    Hello Everyone,

    This is my first blog so hope you will find it of use, it’s just a little bit of my history about me and my diabetes.

    Well let’s start from the start I was in India the year being 1985 me and my mother crossing the road, out of no where a car had hit us I flew up to the sky and down again hitting my head on the pavement went into hospital whilst the driver speeds away no where to be seen.

    The doctors done all they could for me till this day I have the scar to show (hate it with a passion) anyways lets get to the interesting bit 3 to 4 months after the accident at this time I was the lovely age of two years old so I could do all the lovely things a 2 year old child could do but I was losing weight without any sort of explanation, drinking water like we was heading for a drought and passing urine during the day as well as the night. At this time my mum was getting worried so she decided to take me to the local hospital, but the doctor that we had come across decided that there was nothing wrong with me and sent me home.

    After a couple more days I was losing even more weight I was no longer the active 2 year old child who would climb up on the furniture or run circles around my mum because I was just so weak and I had a sweet smell from my breath, as only a mother knows when something is wrong, this time strong-willed she made her way to the hospital with me lying in her arms then a doctor took one smell of my breath and diagnosed me on the spot with diabetes.

    My mum wanted to know what to do; the doctor informed her she would have to travel to another hospital on the other side of town as they are the only hospital with the right equipment so my mother made her way with me in her arms. After a long journey we made it to the hospitals my mum explained what the other doctor had told her so they went on and done all the tests in the world, took lots of blood and urine then put me on drips.

    Soon after I opened my eyes and you will never guess the first thing I asked my mum for……Some water.

    My mum said she had never been so scared, she thought that I would never survive because of the amount of weight that I had lost and when I opened my eyes she was shocked that she was more then happy to give me that water.

    When I got better I was put on insulin and sent home, my mum done all my injections kept an eye out for me if I got hypo and explained to people about diabetes.

    Then I came to the UK I was four years old and soon after I went into hospital with my diabetes out of control, so I had to go through more test more questions,I was put on insulin which my mum took care off until I reached the age of 12 years old and now I am 25 years old on new insulin and trying to take control once more time, having diabetes I worried about complications but the most serious thing I got because of diabetes at the moment is gum disease.

    The one thing I learnt about diabetes is that it’s all about getting a balance and leading a healthy life style, sometimes you might feel like you’re the only one in the whole world with it but that is not the case.

    Last but not least I would like to thank my mum because if it was not for her I would not be in control or as strong as I am.

  • An introduction....

    by Ne-ne on 31 October 2009

    Hi All,

    This is my first blog post so I thought I'd begin with a brief introduction. In May 2001 I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes, it was a slightly shambolic diagnosis; of which I will tell you more about another time, 4 months later I was in hospital with Diabetic Ketoacidosis and a correct Diagnosis of Type 1 Diabetes, it's the one and only time in my life where I've actually been grateful for my bigger build. Primarily this was because for 4 months I'd been in DKA and had I have been a skinny little thing I would have been dead, but also because now I would have to inject, and the idea of having abit of meat on my bones when sticking myself with a 12mm (yes, that's what I got given at first) needle a few times a day, provided a comfort that I can't explain!! The evening I left hospital all those years ago, 10th September 2001, the nurse who had been so kind to me whilst caring for me that week said; "Remember dear, your Diabetes lives with you, you don't live with it!", I understood what she meant, but it wasn't until I woke up the next day that I knew how best to put the advice into practice. As you all know, the following day was 11th September, I awoke to the news of the Twin Towers and millions of lives lost and affected, I realised that here was a situation that could not be controlled, but that it could be recovered from....and so it was then that I realised I could control my Diabetes and that I was/am very lucky by comparison. So the next few months were spent educating myself, getting to know my body and getting on my way to becoming a better expert when it comes to my Diabetes than the medical team around me. This was not to negate the years of expertise, knowledge and experience that they have, but to enable me to be independant, to have control and to communicate effectively with the medical team who helped me recover in those early days of correct Diagnosis. 8 years on and I still admit to what I call "the wobbles" where I feel at a total loss with being Diabetic, but I also feel a little bit like I have a superpower, the ability to lose control but to regain it faster than I lost it.

    I'm really looking forward to sharing my experiences with you all and to reading what the other bloggers here in the Diabetes community have to say. We can all learn very valuable things from each other.

    So...untill next time, Happy Halloween!

    N :)

  • Some while ago now I posted some comments on teenagers, and in my particular my own son who was diagnosed with type I diabetes at the age of 11 and now at almost 15 is very rebellious in general as is often the case. However he causes his parents grey hairs, when he simply refuses to be more careful in managing his diabetes.

    It seems that being a cool teenage boy (young man), who wants to be like his friends, means that you don't test all that frequently, sometimes inject an hour or two after a meal, eat what you want and don't worry too much about readings of 18-22 at bedtime! He never records his blood sugar levels and relies on the download from his meter just before he goes to the diabetes clinic to give them some idea of how he has got on since his previous appointment. His HbA1c levels are not all that good as you can imagine, but he doesn't seem over-concerned about them.

    This is a tough situation to manage since teenagers think they will live forever and cannot see the seriousness of not taking good care.

    Any answers gratefully received from parents who have graduated from the "teenage university".

    Neil W. 

  • One day off......

    by AmyTurner on 11 October 2009

    Having just passed my 5 year anniversary of diabetes I have been doing a lot of thinking on the topic recently. For example I reckon I have probably done somewhere in the region of more than 9000 injections over those five years and so probably over 11000 blood tests.

    The main thing I've been thinking however is how diabetes is something that is now such an integral part of my life. Don't get me wrong I'm quite at ease with being diabetic now, particularly since completing the dafne course nearly three years ago. But I am also very aware of the fact that in the last 5 years I have not really eaten anything (carby) without injecting myself, or done exercise without a blood test or two being involved. Diabetes is such a part of me now that I think I'd find it quite odd to go about my daily life without having to do these things, but if I had just one day without having to think about these things what would I do.....?

    I think for starters I would out taking nothing with me, no big bag with glucose meter, insulin pen, hypo treatments etc, not even my medical id bracelet. Then I think I'd maybe go for a long walk somewhere remote, eat when and if I feel like it, run around doing exercise as I want to without thinking about my levels, not worry about having my phone with me as people wouldn't be worrying because I'd been gone for hours. I think most people would expect the answer to this question to be food based but I don't feel being diabetic restricts my food options, the lack of total spontaneity is the greater issue for me.

    Anyone else have their dream diabetes free day?

  • Meeting other diabetics

    by AmyTurner on 06 October 2009

    It's very rare for me to come across other diabetics, particularly of my age, in 'real life'. I have a few diabetic friends that I know online but no one I live near.

    Last weekend I met a friend of a friend who is also type 1, around the same age as me. I don't think the mutual friend knew what she was letting herself in for as the rest of the evening turned into comparisons of novopens/glucose meters, discussions about DAFNE and DSNs and comparing carb counting estimations! A lot of fun and always great to speak to someone else who understands the ins and outs of living with diabetes, my pancreatically able friends try to take an interest but are not particularly excited about new insulin pens or what colour my meter is! I also come across a client at work last week who is diabetic and we had a similar reaction to each other!

    I do think it is so important to be able to share your experiences with other diabetics, which is why sites like this are so useful, I'm also heavily involved in a diabetes support forum which me and a lot of the members just couldn't be without.

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    In May this year I was concerned about the post prandial spikes I was having.  If I took enough rapid to iron them out I was going hypo later on before my Novorapid had finished working.  I understood that Apidra had a faster peak and less of a tail so I asked to change to Apidra.  My nurse was in agreement and prescribed me a box of five Solostar pens.  I checked specifically to ensure that the Novofine needles I was using were compatible with the Solostar pen and was assured that they were.

     When I started using the pens I noticed a severe leakage when withdrawing the needle from my abdomen.  I had never noticed this with Novorapid flexpen or the Novopen 4, nor with Levemir pre filled pens (or indeed, previously when I was using the Optiset pen with Lantus).  I continued to use the Apidra Solostar pen for approximately three days, during which time my BGs were raised and by this time I was completely convinced that this was because I was not getting full delivery of the dialled dose.  I was, however, unsure as to exactly by how much the dose fell short.  I telephoned my nurse and after consulting with her I started on a fresh pen.  Just in case, I placed the original pen back in the fridge.

     The problem persisted with the fresh pen and after a week I was becoming very stressed because I always strive for very tight control of my BG.  I then decided to see if I could accurately measure the leakage, so after injecting myself I caught the drips into a needle cap.  I then primed my Levemir pen and shot various doses into another needle cap until the amount measured the same as the leakage from the Apidra pen.  After some experimentation I decided that the Apidra pen was consistently leaking give or take 3u insulin.

     On 4th June I telephoned Sanofi Aventis and told them that I thought I had a batch of faulty pens.  The customer service person asked if I had been suffering high BGs and I responded that I had because the dose of insulin I was receiving was falling short of the amount needed to cover the carbs I was eating.  She advised me to send all the pens in the batch back and said she would send me suitable packaging and labelling.  Fortunately I had a cartridge of Novorapid as a standby until I could obtain a new presciption.

     Some while later I received a letter from Sanofi Aventis along with a form giving them permission to contact my doctor to ask for my full medical history, current condition and medication.  I did sign the consent form, but returned it to them along with a letter explaining that I was not complaining about Apidra insulin per se, but about a faulty injection device.  At a subsequent diabetic review my nurse showed me the letter that they had written to my Dr. asking for the details mentioned.  In my opinion this was unnecessary.

     I received a further letter from Sanofi Aventis dated 30th September.  The pertinent paragraph is quoted below:-

     “The manufacturing records were reveiwed for this batch and no anomalies or faults were identified.  The returned samples were inspected and non-centric penetration marks were visible on the membranes of some of the samples, indicating that the needle had not been centrally mounted.  It is recommended that the needle is centrally mounted in order to ensure correct functioning of the device and to avoid the occurrence of leakage”

     The letter also suggested that I should receive further training from my Device Specialist Nurse.  In other words they are saying it was user error and implying that I do not know how to screw a needle onto an insulin pen.  Now, I have been injecting five times a day for the last five years minimum and prior to that twice a day.  A total of thousands of needles screwed on and the only time I can recall having this leakage problem is for one week at every injection from the Solostar pen.  I have not experienced it since and I do pride myself on accurately carb counting and injecting. 

     To quote a fellow diabetic “There's a fixed outer thread on to which the inner thread on the rigid-cased needle screws securely. The inner part of the needle that pierces the vial membrane when it's screwed on is recessed so it would only be possible to realign it significantly by inserting some sort of thin implement.  To say it was screwed on off-centre is like a garage saying you put your wheel nuts on off-centre. Not easy to manage.”

     I am, of course, rather annoyed by Sanofi Aventis’ response and implication that it was my own inept application of their device, but it brings me to a rather more serious issue.  Although Apidra isn’t as popular as other rapid insulins, the Solostar pen is also used for Lantus.  In diabetic forums that I read, and post in, I have noticed that many people come in having problem with their basal levels and this just leads me to wonder exactly how many of them are affected by inaccurate dosage from this particular pen.  I have heard from another diabetic who says that when she was on Lantus she was concerned as to why her basal rates were so skewed, that she had contacted the manufacturer in the US and been sent a 3 page interrogation of her injection techniques (after which she heard nothing).

     I would like to say “wake up Sanofi Aventis” and pay a little more attention to the people who’s health you may be affecting.  Try treating them like responsible adults and take notice of their feedback to improve your product”.  Incidentally I switched back to Novorapid and wouldn’t try Apidra again unless it came in a much improved injection device.

  • There seems to be endless controversy surrounding the diet that is best for diabetics.  I read several forums but post mainly in one, with the odd comment elsewhere if I feel particularly strongly.  The main bone of contention seems to be whether or not to low carb and denigrating the advice so often given by NHS professionals to eat “starchy carbs with every meal”.  It causes endless dispute in online forums to the point that people argue and flounce and leave and get a tad nasty. 

    I subscribe to the “eat to your meter” brigade.  In other words “if a food doesn’t spike you then it’s fine, if it does then either don’t eat it or limit it”.  My meter is my best friend.  This is true of all diabetics, including those like myself on insulin only, but perhaps more so for Type 2 diabetics who have to rely to a greater degree on their diet for control.  So, after six years of listening to the same old stuff, why have I suddenly seen another aspect of the issue and why have I been moved to write about it?

     Perhaps because of a minor storm in a teacup that blew up fuelled by a DAFNE graduate who maintained that they could eat whatever they want whenever they want.  It wasn’t so much that statement that grated, because after all, that’s the whole premise of carb counting and DAFNE in particular.  No, it was the further presumption that those of us who like to have tight control live like a bunch of monks, getting excited about a lettuce leaf and denying ourselves any pleasure whatsoever in food, or indeed life!  It came as a bit of a shock, if for no other reason than I consider that I have always been something of a gourmet and that I recognise that I’ve never eaten better than I have since diagnosis.  My diet is so eclectic, embracing every cuisine from Britain to the Far East by way of Europe and every continent between.  The world provides my menu.  I like nothing more than trying out new recipes and new ingredients.  I look forward to planning a week’s meals, or more properly a weekend’s meals, when I have the leisure to experiment and the time to prepare things.  I can then freeze half the finished result to eat during the working week.  The only difference in being diabetic, as far as I am concerned, is that I look for ways to adapt the recipes to lessen their impact on my BGs.  It’s surprisingly easy, a tweak here a tweak there and hey presto, a diabetically friendly meal. 

     Our social life revolves round entertaining and being entertained.  I have yet to hear a single comment (other than “yum”) about the recipes that I have adapted to suit my diabetes.  Yes, I will cook Fillet Steak au Poivre with sage and garlic roast potatoes, buttery leeks and asparagus and no one ever notices that I only have one potato.  I will follow it with “not too carby chocolate cake” that has no flour in it, uses 85% cocoa solids chocolate and has most of the sugar replaced with Splenda. I will get nothing but praise from the non diabetics eating it.  I serve it with fresh Raspberries and thick crème fraiche.  No, it won’t affect my cholesterol badly, because in fact it’s carbohydrates that raise your triglycerides, and note, how many carbs have I actually eaten?  Another night I may do a home cooked Indian buffet, or a Thai version of a seafood feast.

     As far as I am concerned a diabetic diet is healthy, extremely interesting and delicious, it fits in with my social life and isn’t in the least bit restrictive.  If we eat out I have become skilled at choosing an option that’s good for me.  We don’t eat out often because of the expense and because frankly, it’s cheaper to cook a lovely meal at home, but when we do we ensure we eat in a place which offers good food rather than junk.  If we are entertained then I will take onto my plate the things which suit and a limited amount of those that I am aware will raise my BGs.  I do not make my hosts feel embarrassed.  If necessary and what is on offer is totally unsuitable, I’ll give myself some extra insulin and keep my fingers crossed.  After all, how long will it affect me for?  I will also make mistakes and I will forgive myself for those mistakes, get my BGs down as quickly as I can and move on.  I will not let it stop me from living my life and yet… I WILL control my diabetes.

     BUT there is another side to the coin.  In this country today the majority of people have almost been brainwashed to think that “eating well” = “eating what’s convenient to me and what I have developed the taste for”, so they aren’t prepared to experiment.  So many people think that they are condemned to a diet of lettuce leaves because all they currently like are pizzas, pasta dishes, take aways and fast food and now they are diabetic and denied their “lovely food”.  Of course the diet they have followed is poor, but how do we change their tastes, how do we get across to them that the diagnosis isn’t terminal and that it may just be a conduit to a new adventure in tastes?  I do not know….suggestions on a postcard please?

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