Monthly Archives: March 2013

Happy Sunday everyone 😉

Sooo the other day I was sat on the sofa watching TV with the boyfriend and this advert came on with a song in the background which I have put below. It’s super catchy and I’ll fully admit that every time it comes on we sing along to it and maybe dance haha 😉 however I still (even after seeing it a few times) don’t know what the advert is for.

Anyway have a listen/watch before you carry on reading. You won’t understand where I’m going with it all otherwise…okay maybe you will but still!!!


Diabetes whether it’s type one or type two is obviously going to make a big change to someone’s life and can mean tackling and overcoming challenges. But it shouldn’t stop you from being and doing what you want to (you see where I’m going with this…. 😉 )

So far in my life there has only been one thing which because I have type one diabetes I can’t do. That’s join the forces as a nurse. When I first realised this it was a bit upsetting as my diabetes had never stopped me doing anything before and then bam a brick wall gets put up and no matter how much I try I can’t break it down. There is a few other things that I can’t do as well, I found this list on the DiabetesUK website;

  • the Armed Forces
  • jobs requiring a large goods vehicle licence or a licence to drive certain passenger carrying vehicles (PCV’s)
  • airline pilot and in some cases cabin crew
  • working offshore, for example, on oil-rigs or aboard cruise liners (even as a caterer – an illogical blanket ban!)
  • there may be restrictions on other jobs, eg. train driving. These may be decided on an individual basis.

So unfortunately in some cases this Bugsy Malone song lies! However in October 2004 they lifted restrictions on joining the police forces, fire service and ambulance services (based on the individuals fitness etc). So there we go there is always a light at the end of the tunnel and such charities as Diabetes UK and other individuals fight for things like that and I suppose if you really want something you will fight and do anything to get it.

Apart from those five things my diabetes shouldn’t stop me from doing anything in life. Yes it might make things a little harder to do, I might have to push or fight harder to achieve things than other people may have to, but I can do it if I want to. Same with anything in life, as long as you want something hard enough you will achieve and get it. Although this doesn’t apply to relationships I don’t think you can use that motto to grab partners in life but who knows 😉 hahaha.

So let’s break more of this song down. I’m going to do more paragraphs for a couple more lyrics ;).


I have two points to make about this. Trusting friends is something anyone with type one diabetes will probably say is an important thing. And if they don’t I do so HA! You see if I was to go out for a few with friends, whether its for drinks or just a walk I’d need to trust them because if anything went wrong my life is in their hands really.

Also friends help you let off a bit of steam and sometimes I have probably sat and moaned to them about my diabetes and they have politely listened and made jokes to make me feel better. So friendship is very important in life as long as they are true friends.

My other point is more recently I’ve managed to connect online with other people with type one diabetes. And  I have to say it’s been brilliant ( so far 😉 ). It’s hard to explain how nice it is to talk to other people with the same condition as you. To be able to relate to how they feel or them to how you feel, to moan about the condition and get excited about small things such as achieving a good HbA1C. It is also nice to read the blog that they write themselves and sit there and think yeah that’s an issue for me.

So what led me to these people? Twitter and a thing called GBDOC. So for anyone with diabetes that hasn’t heard of GBDOC take a look at the link below. They don’t bite 😉 and if you never know  one Wednesday (diabetes tweet chat) you may win a teddy in BG BINGO haha.



There have been a lot of people who have stood by me during my diagnosis and everything else that has happened this past few years and there have been some that have walked away. Some things make you realise how important certain people are in life and how much you love them. Life with my diabetes is never easy and then with certain other things that have happened recently like loosing my brother it has made me realise that you only live once and you need to keep those that you love and love you back close.

Over the years you realise those who care will stick by you no matter what. No matter if your blood sugar has got so high you’ve snapped at them for no reason, or had to bail on a night out cause sugar levels are playing up and made you feel like death. The emotional highs and low of my diabetes would be hard to deal with alone and if it wasn’t for those people I don’t know how I would have coped with certain things or whether my control would be as good as it is.

I’m sure they all know who they are and know how much they mean to me. But this is also another way for me to thank them so yeah thank you 😉

Anyway this has been a bit of a oddly formatted blog maybe? But I still hope you enjoy reading it and enjoy the song.



Happy St Paddy’s Day everyone 🙂 what have you all been up to for it? Hopefully enjoying a glass of Guinness maybe? haha! So I have been umming and ahhing over what to talk about tonight. Debated talking about the low points of my week this week cause their has been a few; what with new random highs middle of the night and now being tested for carpal tunnel, then hitting nerves when putting my pump in…just been one of those weeks.

However I was looking at photos today and reminding myself of the past and how much I have changed probably both mentally and physically. This led me to reminding myself that I said I might write a blog about when I had my slight eating issues. You see I’m like every girl most probably, care about how I look and I overly care about what people think of me. But as I sit here thinking about it all and try to pinpoint my issues I think some of it was diabetes related. I was never clinically anorexic let me get that one straight, I was underweight for a while, my doctors was informed and we had a conversation at one point and in some pictures you can slightly see I was overly skinny but in others you can’t. I saw a picture of my 19th birthday night out in fancy dress and as I look at it I just think that I don’t look particularly healthy.


So let’s start from the beginning. I have never really been a big eater, not even as a baby according to mum and still to this day sometimes I think I eat for the sake of it rather than cause I’m hungry, however I’m sure we all do that. I don’t remember much from when I was in infants school and only bits and bob from junior…memory loss already hahaha. One thing that sticks in my mind from Infants was being made to sit in the lunch hall until all my lunch was eaten and I never was a fast eater so would always be in there longer than others. The same sort of happened with Juniors except for we weren’t made to eat all of our lunch boxes so occasionally I would leave my sandwiches. The few times I did though mum would tell me off so I got sneaky. If I didn’t have time to eat my sandwiches and on the few occasions this happened the bin outside my school would be good for sneaky disposal. I know naughty Meg.

However, although I was naughty and sneaky then I used to make up by eating loads when I came home from school. So that wasn’t when my eating problems started. Unfortunately I feel they started when I was diagnosed with type one diabetes.

You see when anyone else sits down for a meal you can eat it straight away…unless its really hot. But then suddenly my life was changed when I was diagnosed and it took ten minutes or longer before I could eat my dinner. Mum would call me for dinner, I’d sit down check my sugar level, get my insulin pen out (when I had it now my pump – so carb count and plug it all in) inject somewhere wait a few seconds before removing it and then eat. Bit of a chore isn’t it? By the end of all that I just wasn’t hungry any more. I’d munch on some of my food, play around with it a bit more and then declare I wasn’t hungry or felt sick. Mum would try and coax me into eating and sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn’t.

It was mainly dinner time that it would be an issue. I was always a big eater at breakfast time, still am normally wake up hungry hahaha and can’t function without breakfast.


Then school ended and college started and this is probably when things got worse. This is most likely when it turned into issues with how I looked than just down to having type one diabetes. Also it was harder for mum to keep an eye on what I was eating lunch times at college.

Like any teenager girl I wanted to look the best, however with glasses and a brace I felt a bit like ugly betty (see below for glasses, braces and fringe look 😉 ) and on occasions had people joke around and say that to me. However you should have seen my teeth before the brace. Oh well got to love being a teen hey. The one thing I had going for me though in my eyes was my body, I had what I felt was a nice figure, although looking back I think I looked like a bit of a stick insect.


Then the braces came off but still my eating habits stayed the same. I would wake up and have a quick breakfast, if I had to be at college early mum would make sure I took a lunch if not I’d say I’d make a sandwich or some couscous etc. Which I did but eating it would sometimes being an issue, sometimes I did sometimes I didn’t, then I would get home to dinner, eat half and usually say I wasn’t hungry and felt sick.

I wasn’t lying I had programmed myself to get to a point and not feel hungry. I think sometimes it was more of a habit other times it was because I thought I would get fat and other times it was because it meant facing up to having type one diabetes.

A mixture of the three equalled an underweight Meg who had a pretty nice talk with her doctor about how if I lost to much more weight he would refer me. This never happened though. This along with a few conversations with different families maybe triggered off me thinking about it a bit more. I can’t really pinpoint the moment I started eating more. Although I slightly blame the boyfriend for taking me out for nice meals and buying me treats hahaah 😉 This topped with a certain medication which I took for a different reason but made me snack more cause of what it does to your hormones = Meg putting on weight.

Part of me feels ashamed writing this because it caused a lot of worry for my mum and rest of my family probably. And I’m sorry to them if I did.

So I feel like I’m going on a bit even if I’ve probably not described it all, sometimes it’s hard to describe something that took me so long to face up with. However I can proudly say that I’m not as bad as I used to be now. I have put on 7kg in the last year or so. Pretty hefty haha. I’m not saying its all stars and rainbows now (or whatever that saying is) sometimes I look at myself now and think I’m too fat when I’m not and sometimes I look at a plate of food and get the the sicky feeling when I think there is to much there. But its a working progress and maybe one day I’ll be happy with the way I look and amount I eat and have got my portion size perfect.


Anyway I hope you enjoy this blog. Hope you all had a lovely weekend and enjoy your week 🙂 Thank you for reading

Happy Mother’s Day to all you yummy mummies 🙂 So I know blogs a bit late tonight and some people might be in bed, especially the person who this blog is for. I’m going to be predictable you see and write about my mummy. 

I know I’ve mentioned before how much my mum means to me and how important she has been with helping me cope with my diabetes but tonight I’m going to go more in-depth about that. All of my family, friends, boyfriend etc have been great with my diabetes (well with the exception of a few). But tonight this blog is all about my beautiful mum 🙂

The evening I was diagnosed with diabetes, as I was a child, my mum spent the night with me in hospital, as she has done with every overnight hospital stay I’ve had really (none diabetes related since being diagnosed I’ll have you know 😉 ). She was there to help me through doing my first injection, having my lovely hospital induced hypo and made sure they looked after me during my stay. 

Talking of hypos…if I go to bed and my blood sugars are high or low it normally results in either staying up an hour to make sure it goes up/down. This can also happen when I’m ill; blood sugars creeping up and having to try and get them down can be an overnight battle. So what do I do? Set my alarm if my sugar levels are up and not going down or vice versa. Someone else usually also sets their alarm and that would be my mum. When was younger she would even only set her alarm and check my sugar level whilst I was asleep. That’s dedication for you. It’s also love because she then has a disrupted night sleep and has to wake up and go to work. 

Being ill is also another one of those things where the first person I’m most likely to want is my mum. She’s always been there for me when I’m really ill and always knows what to do to make me feel better. Actually to be honest she’s there for anyone when they are ill maybe its because she’s a nurse or maybe it’s just cause she has a heart of gold. Similar is the fact she tries to come to every hospital appointment I have – not so much now because I’m an adult and want to be in control of my diabetes but for something I want her their for moral support and I know if I ask she will do her best to be there.

Now as you all probably should know from reading my blog by now living with diabetes isn’t a piece of cake and mum was also unfortunately the first person who dealt with a diabetes related temper tantrum attack. I had been discharged from hospital and at 9pm decided I wanted some chips, she said she thought it was a bit to late (as she would of done even before I got diabetes) and offered some fruit. I shouted at her and ran upstairs crying and probably said I hated my life and my new found diabetes.

I have moments like that a lot, where I wish I had dreamt I was diagnosed with diabetes and most of these moments bring out either an angry Meg or upset Meg and over half of the time mum is the one who has to listen to me offload on her. Which sometimes probably isn’t fair but unfortunately mother bear if you are reading this (and you best be) you did decided to give birth to me 😉 hahaha. Joking aside she probably doesn’t realise how much that means to me. I’d be a nutcase by now if it wasn’t for the fact I can moan to her about everything little thing or tell her my worries. I’ve just done that about 20 minutes ago, and she listened and reassured me and now I feel much better. You see I’m a worrier so without people to listen to my worries I can more agitated and paranoid so it means the world to me.

I’m only really scratching at the surface about things that are diabetes related that mum does for me. I could go on for years and then if you add the things she does for me that aren’t diabetes related on top of that it would be a mini book. I’m sure she spends a lot of time worrying about me and if she wants to it might be nice to get her to write a blog on here from her point of view so you guys can see what Mother Brook has to deal with. It’s all fine and dandy for me to sit her and tell you what it is like to have diabetes but I don’t know what it’s like for my family and boyfriend who have to deal with me and the my diabetes. I’m sure I don’t make life easy for them. Keeping them on their toes you see. But maybe she can tell you all.

She also probably doesn’t realise how much I appreciate what she does for me. You see I’m a stroppy little madam and she normally gets the brunt of this but as stroppy and argumentative as I can be towards her she means the world to me. I would do anything for her and can’t really sum up how much she means to me. I also don’t think without her help I would have accepted my diabetes as well as I feel I have done. So thank you mum for everything!!!

So there we go 🙂

Happy Mother’s Day mum 🙂 

I love you loads 🙂 xxx

And I hope everyone else had a lovely mother’s day and I hope you spoiled you mum rotten because if they are as good as my mum they deserve it 🙂

Thank you for reading 🙂 

Sorry for the day late blog, however I wrote a lovely blog yesterday, if I say so myself, and then went to post it and ended up loosing all of it. This as you can guess annoyed me so I decided to spare you all a rant and do it all again today which is what I’m doing. So here you go folks 😉

Recently I have decided that even though I have fairly good control I want to have the best control I can. This means working harder at keeping my sugar levels lower; exercising, eating healthier, making sure my carbohydrate counting is top notch and drinking more.

Why am I doing this I hear you ask? Well diabetes is a condition in which it is easy to want to rebel against it. To let you hair down and jump into a swimming pool of sugar. But as much as I sometimes want to do this the consequences later in life aren’t ones I want to experience. Bad control may be fine for a few years but the results on the my body and health could be horrific. A few of the complications of having bad control are;

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  • Cardiovascular Disease (Heart)
  • Stroke
  • Neuropathy (Nerves)
  • Nephropathy (Kidneys)
  • Retinopathy (Eyes)
  • Foot Problems
  • Miscarriage and Stillbirth
  • Diabetic Ketoacidosis (DKA)


That’s a few I know off the top of my head. Lucky I have never really had appalling control, but this doesn’t mean my control couldn’t be better, as it could. By having good control I hopefully will later decrease my chances of getting such complications and increase my lifespan. You see people with diabetes are said to have a shorter lifespan because of the conditions. Obviously this isn’t as bad as it use to be many years ago. With regular checks on sugar control, feet, eyes etc the hospital works hard to keep the complications at bay. But even though there are schedule check ups etc, I am the one who controls my diabetes, I am the one who has to live with it day in and day out not the health care team.

So as much as they may educate me on diabetes I am the one who is at the forefront of my care. I have to put into practise what they teach me. Rebelling against this could result in serious problems. Sounds easy doesn’t it. Like following a cook book recipe.

I wish it was. I wish I could wake up every day with a perfect sugar level, carbohydrate count like I have a degree in it, keep my life stress free and keep fit and healthy. But I will never be that perfect. I will want days where I slob out on the sofa in my pjs, or have to go to an exam which results in stress and a high sugar level, or wake up with a high sugar level and regret the late night chocolate I munched on whilst watching skyfall, or go to a restaurant and fail at attempting to carb count my meals there. I could carry on.

But as much as day to day issues may try and help my diabetes to beat me I can’t let it. If I want to keep all my limbs, having a healthy family in the future, live into old age I have to face up to my condition. Avoid late snacking on things that may take my fancy, get some drive to go for a long walk or do some form of exercise (I’m a self proclaimed slob…more of a sofa person than a walk…as is my dog hahaha 😉 )


So diabetes, I have a little message for you as said by Muhammad Ali;


Therefore I have made the decision to increase my willpower; avoid sugary foods, eat healthier, exercise more and drink more water and even avoid diet drinks (as these contain harmful sweeteners). Hopefully by doing this I will make my sugar levels even more perfect and as tight as the male models tightie whities below 😉


So keep your eyes peeled cause I might update you readers every now and then on how I am getting on with  keeping my sugar levels tight, tight, tight!!!

Hope you all had a lovely weekend and a nice monday 😉 Thank you for reading!