“In those tests, my fasting glucose came out to be extremely high and I was confident that there was some error in my report”
It all started in February, when I got the result of the CFA examination – I was delighted seeing how I had fared. After getting the results, I decided to work on losing all the fat I had gained while preparing for my exams and also have all the fun in the final semester of my college that I had missed while working for this exam.
Before commencing my fitness journey, I was advised to have a comprehensive blood test screening in the last week of March, where everything came out to be regular including my HBA1C. After getting the results, I started working out – hired a personal trainer and changed my diet to a high protein one. Everything was going well for a few weeks but suddenly I was complaining of having this intense pain in my stomach. I went to my family physician who diagnosed it as indigestion due to my sudden dietary changes. I started drinking litres of water and eating whatever was in my sight whenever I was not in pain but still was rapidly losing weight, much more than I intended to. I started tolerating the pain and continued my adventure in the gym because of my trainer’s ideology of “no pain, no gain“.
In spite of taking the prescribed medication, I had no relief – so I decided to have another round of tests especially as my family had planned a vacation in the coming few days. In those tests, my fasting glucose came out to be extremely high and I was confident that there was some error in my report. Excited for this holiday, I decided to tackle this pain after coming back from it and tolerate it even while I’m travelling.
The day before when we were supposed to leave for our vacation, my mother had some sort of sixth sense or you could say maternal instinct and she forced me to go to the hospital against my wishes. I just wanted to sleep the whole day and do absolutely nothing. After going to a gastroenterologist because of the original symptoms of my stomach ache, I casually mentioned my “botched up report”. Like me, he also didn’t actually believed the report to be accurate and gave me the go ahead for my vacation on the condition of doing a random glucose test before departing just to be safe. The number came out to be really high. He immediately decided to admit me to the emergency ward and later to the ICU, cancelling all the plans my family and I had made. I was in Diabetic Ketoacidosis.
I still vividly remember the doctor from the emergency ward informing me for the first time about my potential diagnosis and what Type 1 diabetes stands for. With that he also suggested that this disease could have been triggered due to my consumption of protein supplements. I was petrified and couldn’t sleep the whole night feeling like shit and blaming myself for this disease. I also contemplated that how my life is now ruined and how I became a liability to my family for the rest of my life.
Next morning I had my first meeting with my endocrinologist. He explained everything to me, how this condition is nobody’s fault, how it is manageable, and how it is not the end of the world. He gave me the example of Wasim Akram as a Type 1 diabetic and how well he has done in terms of his career. My endocrinologist pumped some sort of motivation within me. I went to my oldest and my best friend “Google” and started reading a zillion pages about Type1 Diabetes, including different ways of administering insulin, counting carbs, new and upcoming technologies, and breakthroughs and stuff like that hours at a time for days and weeks. That’s how I learned about Diabetes India Youth in Action (DIYA) and decided to join the group.
The day I returned from the hospital, I went for a run being all motivated but couldn’t do it for more than 2 minutes without losing all my breath. Sometime later, I learned about ADHM from DIYA’s WhatsApp group and decided to push myself to learn to run 5k without a single break in 40 days and applied for the race. With that challenge and confidence, I also rejoined the gym, carefully managing my workout plans and learning how different workouts affect my blood sugar levels in different ways. After my diagnosis I also went for two vacations with my best buddy Cooper. At this moment both physically and mentally, I feel stronger than how I felt at the time of my diagnosis.