Hi my name is Katrice and I am 14 years old. I live in Wales in the United Kingdom. I have had diabetes for almost seven years. Although it is not as bad as I first imagined it does make me a little unhappy at times. Here is my story so far.
It was one month before my sevent birthday when I was rushed to the hospital feeling very poorly. My mum and gran took me and as soon as we arrived a nurse took me off my mum and ran with me down a corridor to a medical room. I do not remember feeling scared just very tired and I wanted to just be left alone to sleep.
Doctors were rushing about and talking about things I did not know. My nan was very upset and before I knew it I was put on drips and had lots of blood tests. Everyone seemed very concerned. The doctors were finger pricking me and all they were saying was the level was too high to register. My mum was then told I had diabetes and I stayed in hospital for a week. The first few days were ok as I just wanted to sleep so I don't remember a lot, other than I was woken every hour and had to have tests done. After a few days I started to feel well again and wanted to go home, but my mum had to be taught how to inject me and take finger prick tests. I was surprised how quickly I adjusted to having two injections a day.
At home life was pretty much the same although I did have to be carful what I ate. The hardest part was going back to school as I was the only diabetic child the school had known so everyone was fussing a lot. I did not like doing sugar level tests in school as all the other kids were fascinated by it and I was embarrassed. I also did not like having snacks in school as some of the kids got jealous so I was allowed to leave the room to eat my snacks.
Everything was going well for about six years and I pretty much had it under control, then things started to go wrong. I could not keep my sugar level down despite the increase in my insulin. I was getting sick quite a lot and had to go into hospital a few times. But recently I was very ill and was put onto three different types of insulin. The clinic thought that I would soon be feeling better, and I did for a very short time, then I was admitted again to hospital and after lots of test they discovered that I have an overactive thyroid too. This really did upset me at first. I felt it was bad enough having to inject insulin daily but now I had to rely on tablets for the next two years. Things quickly fell into place and everything seemed to calm down. I was not being sick as often which was great, but the day after Christmas I hit a very bad point and could not stop vomiting. Again I was rushed to hospital and this time I was frightened. The doctors said that I almost died and that from now on the thyroid will interfere with the diabetes so I have to be extra carful what I eat and do. Apart from all that I feel fine. And I am looking forward to hearing from other diabetic children, in the area I live there are no groups or clubs so I feel a little isolated at times so it would be great to hear from anyone else out there who understands what it is like to have diabetes.
My email address is
katriceperrin AT hotmail.com. Please drop me a line any time.
Published January 8, 2005
This is a picture of me (left) and my sister (right) in Spain last year
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