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This is one of the contributions to:DIABETES ESSAY AND POEM COMPETITION 2009
I was first diagnosed with diabetes when I was 3 and a half and now I'M 10 so thats 7 and a half years I'v been diagnosed. I started to get very thirsty and go to the toilet in the middle of the night which I never used to do. So I went to the doctor to get tested. When we got there I found out my sugar level was 39. I felt like I was getting needles all the time because I was so young and I'm ten now so I'v kind of I was first diagnosed with diabetes when I was 3 and a half and now I'M 10 so thats 7 and a half years I'v been diagnosed. I started to get very thirsty and go to the toilet in the middle of the night which I never used to do. So I went to the doctor to get tested. When we got there I found out my sugar level was 39. I felt like I was getting needles all the time because I was so young and I'm ten now so I'v kind of forgotten. I remember my mum reading me a story and a nurse came in and said I needed to get a needle. The only other thing I remember is the doctors and nurses pinning me to the bed and giving me a needle. I also remember my dad giving me a needle and saying to look outside at the fox to try and get me to stop thinking about the pain after I had the needle even though there was no fox. My mum stayed in hospital with me for the next five days and my family and friends visited me. It was annoying to have to stay in for so long.
I was diagnosed with coeliac disease a month before my eighth birthday so it was pretty tough to eat the new food at my party which I hadn't tried before. At first I never knew what coeliac meant so I kept asking my Mum if I could have something that I couldn't. Then she would say no and I found that really annoying as I missed all the things I once could have.
When I was seven I heard about the diabetic camp so I pretended I was going. When I asked my Mum if I could go she said no because she didn't want me going away for five days without her at that age. I'd never been away from home before. But the following year I went and that was great crack. I made loads of new friends. I went on the Sunday and came back on the Firday. I went to Castlewellan which is south of Belfast and that's a long journey from where I live!!! I can't remember what days I did all the stuff on but I remember some of the things that I did. There was rock climbing, absailing, archery, shopping, treasure hunt, maze, games, cinema and lots more that I can't quite remember. My favourite night was Thurday night because there was a concert so I played the piano and other people did acts and stuff that were soooo funny. The leaders did an act that was really funny as well about doctors and nurses.
When I got home life went back to normal but as usual I had to get an appointment with the doctor and nurses. My doctors and nurses are really really nice though. Once when I got sick and had to go into hospital and go on a drip, my family came to see me. My Mum went out with them to say goodbye to them and while she was away a nurse brought me some cards so we played with them.
This year I went away with my school to Edinburgh for four days and it was brilliant. I can manage my diabetes on my own now.forgotten. I remember my mum reading me a story and a nurse came in and said I needed to get a needle. The only other thing I remember is the doctors and nurses pinning me to the bed and giving me a needle. I also remember my dad giving me a needle and saying to look outside at the fox to try and get me to stop thinking about the pain after I had the needle even though there was no fox. My mum stayed in hospital with me for the next five days and my family and friends visited me. It was annoying to have to stay in for so long.
I was diagnosed with coeliac disease a month before my eighth birthday so it was pretty tough to eat the new food at my party which I hadn't tried before. At first I never knew what coeliac meant so I kept asking my Mum if I could have something that I couldn't. Then she would say no and I found that really annoying as I missed all the things I once could have.
When I was seven I heard about the diabetic camp so I pretended I was going. When I asked my Mum if I could go she said no because she didn't want me going away for five days without her at that age. I'd never been away from home before. But the following year I went and that was great crack. I made loads of new friends. I went on the Sunday and came back on the Firday. I went to Castlewellan which is south of Belfast and that's a long journey from where I live!!! I can't remember what days I did all the stuff on but I remember some of the things that I did. There was rock climbing, absailing, archery, shopping, treasure hunt, maze, games, cinema and lots more that I can't quite remember. My favourite night was Thurday night because there was a concert so I played the piano and other people did acts and stuff that were soooo funny. The leaders did an act that was really funny as well about doctors and nurses.
When I got home life went back to normal but as usual I had to get an appointment with the doctor and nurses. My doctors and nurses are really really nice though. Once when I got sick and had to go into hospital and go on a drip, my family came to see me. My Mum went out with them to say goodbye to them and while she was away a nurse brought me some cards so we played with them.
This year I went away with my school to Edinburgh for four days and it was brilliant. I can manage my diabetes on my own now.