Hi Injecto,
Like the others, I'm definitely touched by what you are going through. I was diagnosed in June of '05, and was overwhelmed at the idea that I had a disease that has often been so closely linked with premature death. Especially, since I've always been relatively healthy (I've run 3 marathons for goodness sake!). The first few weeks were horrible, as I spent a lot of time doing just what you described...assuming that every little pain was related in someway to diabetes. It seemed as though there was this huge thing that was suddenly in control of my life, and I was just a passenger waiting for an inevitable crash. But as the weeks passed, and as I began to see how my healthy choices contributed positively to regaining control, I began to feel a little more empowered (to use a tired, overused word). In some strange way, I think diabetes gives me the incentive I need to make healthy choices consistently. I am more willing to work out or choose healthier/wiser foods because I want to be in control. I honestly believe that in this way, I'm better off than many non-diabetics. Sure, my bgs may be kinda whacky sometimes, but I've got a great heart
One of the greatest things for me was a strong support system both at home and here. I wish you the very best....
