Living with a broken pancreas.

Hi. I'm Sarah, and this is my journey as a type 1 diabetic.

Day 199

I haven’t been on in 2 weeks. Ooops. 

There is a reason of course. One, life’s been busy and I tend to forget I have a blog to attend to. Two, I have been busy with prom, which is the reason for this post. 

If any of you have a Pinterest and follow any diabetics, you have probably seen the picture of the wedding dress with the pump pocket. I saw it too, and I thought it was awesome! I forgot about it, and prom came around and I got my dress. 

I was showing my grandma Pinterest, and I happened to show her that. 

My prom dress now has a pump slit. 

I would post a picture now, but I will wait until Saturday or Sunday (prom is Saturday!)

Day 180

I got this message on my personal blog a few minutes ago.

People never cease to amaze me.

Day 180

I got this message on my personal blog a few minutes ago.

People never cease to amaze me.

Day 179

This week has just been a huge I hate diabetes week. Like, normally, I’m pretty cool with it and whatever, but I’ve just been so annoyed with it lately. It really starts to get to me sometimes.

Why did I have to get this? Why do I have to deal with all this crap all the time? It’s not fair. And yeah, life’s not fair, but I feel like compared to my friends that never get sick and seem like they never have problems, my life is a stark contrast. I’m just so sick of all of this.

Day 171

I found a prom dress today after looking for HOURS. It hid my pump perfectly. Three people asked me once I had it on what I was trying to hide, because you literally couldn’t see it at all. It’s so beautiful and I couldn’t have found a better dress!

I also babysat for a girl that was diagnosed the same day I was last night, and it was fun! I won’t go into detail.

Day 168

I decided that I’m only going to post on here when my life has some kind of significant diabetic moment.

Like today.

So I was asked to prom today by my friend, and I’m super excited! But now I have to find a dress. Before I had a date and didn’t even know if I was going, I decided I wanted to have a dress that hid my pump. My friends love diabetic jokes, as do I. They’re pretty funny. But I’ve found that instead of being known as Sarah, I’m known as the diabetic girl. And its starting to strike a nerve. I am more than that. I am more than my diabetes. So I decided I wanted one night where no one could see my pump. The first thing they would see would be me and not my pump. Yeah, it’s not a perfect idea, because I’m still diabetic, but it’s the best I can do with the situation.

I wore a dress to school today. A lot of people told me I looked pretty and they liked my dress….. After they laughed about my pump sticking out.

Day 165

Today, I learned Girl Scout Cookies are not good for your blood sugar.

Especially Tag-A-Longs and Thin Mints.

Just incase you were wondering.

Day 164

I ate so much today, and my blood sugars showed it. I didn’t stick to that detox thing, so I guess that was a bust. Oh well.

Day 162

I haven’t posted in 3 days. I seriously suck. I just started a new medicine for ADD/ADHD, and it has been tough on my body.

I’ve been thinking about starting to eat better and work out, because I want to get back into shape and make my body really healthy again. I found this detox thing on a fitness tumblr, and I’m thinking about trying it. Plus, the consistency in food will make my blood sugars great! I don’t know…. I guess I’ll try it! It can’t hurt!

Day 159

I’m seriously hating these lows. I’m in the middle of another, so I’m not gonna write much.

I don’t get it. I changed my ratios back to normal….. Maybe I need less insulin? I don’t even know anymore.

Day 158

Kay first off, I swear I’ll answer my messages eventually. I’m really bad about that and I’m sorry.

I had my friend’s baby shower today, and everything went really well…. Until I started feeling kind of low towards the end. Luckily my mom was picking me up, so I didn’t worry about it. Then, my sister wanted to go to the mall, so we did. Then I started like, completely plummeting. Awesome. And of course I’m being a total bitch at the same time and no one wants to be near me. Great. So that was bad and I hated it. But whatever.