I was lucky enough to be featured on the very awesome Diabetes Mine over the weekend, if you haven’t already caught up. I’d like to think my article also serves as a timely awareness piece for Australian National Diabetes Week, which kicked off yesterday.
So, is it somewhat easier being diagnosed with diabetes as an adult? Or would you rather be diagnosed at a younger age, where you won’t know life any differently? It’s one of the age old debates within the diabetes community.
I don’t subscribe to the notion that there is an easier option. Every diagnosis, at every stage of life, is uniquely challenging. While I’m certainly grateful for my adolescent years that were free from diabetes, receiving a type 1 diagnosis as a young adult presented it’s own set of challenges. Herein lies my story.
“I’m one of the privileged few who joined the “diagnosed-a-few-weeks-before-turning-18 club,” in terms of living with type 1. That was in 2010, and I was in the midst of a big transitional change in my life: had newfound independence, was midway into my first semester at university, was enthusiastically working my first real job, and driving around in my first car. There was a lot going on at the time, and when that T1 diagnosis came along, I don’t remember actually processing the meaning of my new illness all that much right away.
Needless to say, being diagnosed with T1D as a young adult presented a unique set of challenges.
For starters, nobody knew that I had diabetes. I didn’t grow up with it, didn’t go through school with it, and it wasn’t simply there for the world to see. I didn’t know life any other way, and went from carelessy eating potato crisps after school to having to think about what they would do to my blood sugar.”
You can check out the full article over at Diabetes Mine here, to help tide you through your Monday-itis.
I know I’m going to need an extra coffee today…
If I had a choice of living with a life long disease, I would rather get it as late in life as possible. This way I could enjoy life and not have to deal with it a young child like I did.
As Rick said, there’s no best time to be diagnosed. But yeah, it doesn’t seem fair that young kids should have their childhood tainted by this condition.
I do not think there is a time that is good to be diagnosed. I was Dx’d on my 17th birthday. People ask if I feel fortunate or sad to be Dx’d at 17? I say yes. I know people diagnosed at age 40 and age 1 month. No one wants to join this club and anytime we do joint, it is much to early.