So I'm not going to get into my life story or anything but i will share a bit about my situation.
I'm 15. On the 18th I was brought into the hospital. I had no idea why. Id been feeling like crap (which was normal for the past few weeks but i ignored it) and i fell asleep as my grandpa drove me and my little brother to the store so we could pick out some lunchboxes for school (neither one of us really like school lunches). Grandpa had a hard time waking me up, and while he was working on it one of his friends came because she saw us in the parking lot. She's type two but i guess something clicked with her because she checked my sugar with her meter and all the meter said was high. grandpa called the doc who said to test again, and when it came back the same i was taken with the hospital.
here (still in the damn hospital though its looking like i get to say goodbye tomorrow) i found out i have diabetes, type one and i dont know where to start. on top of all this i recently lost my grandma and my daughter (not getting into that on this paticular post and if you want to know more read my past journals) and my grandpa does not know how to cook anything but bbq so im gonna have to take over in the kitchen, which means im gonna be living off of youtube (cooking techniques) but that isnt useful unless i know what i can or cant eat. i also dont know what to expect from school (new school, starting in the 10th grade).
ultimately i am scared. i can handle the injections and the calculations (those are actually easy once the right numbers are plugged in) but everything else terrifies me. how do i know what to eat, how much to eat, and when to eat? will i be able to eat cake at birthday parties? can i still scare my grandpa by taking impromptu bike rides into the middle of nowhere (normally about ten miles round trip when i need to get away from it all)?
thats all the questions i have for now, and i hope that its ok if i ask them.
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