Why is type 1 diabetes so incredibly self manageable, while at the same time so incredibly frustrating? Could it be the whole thing seems something out of a comic book? Let’s look at it. Your arch nemesis or super villain curses you with a disease that either must be treated almost hourly or with a combination of drugs that must not only be carefully mixed, but carefully scheduled when dosing. If you take too much, or increase the supposedly good habits in life, (like daily activities, exercise, etc,) short-term consequences can be coma or death, much more immediate than the long-term consequences of the disease itself. Yes, this belongs in a comic book, right along with Kryptonite, a red sun, or you get the idea. However, it is our lives. So we make heroic efforts not to be burdensome on others, but to be productive citizens and responsible family members, all the while trying to act “normal” and hide, if not the disease, its more onerous symptoms and complications. And being obsessive about treatment, like a Batman is about seeking justice, even the most mundane of tasks can end up being dangerous. Our arch enemy lives inside of us. It may not define us, but it is always fighting to control us and to own us, not every day, every hour of every day of every week of every month of every year. This fellow diabetic recognizes and applauds your efforts.
The super villain’s plot
03 Sunday Aug 2014