The “C” word

From Karen:
Sunday 5/16 – Dream a little dream – life after a cure. To wrap up Diabetes Blog Week, let?s pretend a cure has been found. We are all given a tiny little pill to swallow and *poof* our pancreases are back in working order. No side effects. No more insulin resistance. No more diabetes. Tell us what your life is now like. Or take us through your first day celebrating life without the Big D. Blog about how you imagine you would feel if you no longer were a Person With Diabetes.

Boy, this question carries a lot of baggage. I have been through the “within 5 years” promise six times and counting, and admit that I am a little jaded when it comes to the thinking about the “C” word. But, we are to dream here, right?

I think I would be in total disbelief at first. I would go out and spontaneously exercise until my feet bled, testing every 15 minutes along the way, just to prove to myself that I could do it (without having to make impossible adjustments to balance a broken endocrine system).

I would not go out and eat a huge dessert, or swallow down 4000 grams of carbs, just because I could. I imagine myself finally being able to tune in to my body and its signals, allowing me to find some balance.

I imagine basking in the positive feeling of my body healing itself of any and all diabetes related damage. I imagine having a bunch of extra mental energy and capacity, which I could direct toward something besides diabetes.

I imagine all of us staying in touch, growing old and sharing stories of our lives after diabetes, because that is what friends would do.


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13 thoughts on “The “C” word

  1. I don’t know what I would do, but I don’t think I would want to take my pump off right away. Is that weird? I mean, if my pancreas started working, I would pull my site out, but I would probably still wear my pump at my waist, at least for a week, even without the tubing. I’ve been wearing it since 1992 and I guess I am sort of emotionally attached to it! I also don’t think I would stop avoiding carbs. It’s just such a habit that I think it would be hard to kick (well, except for maybe an occasional sundae or something). 😉

  2. Love this post. Yeah, I absolutely don’t believe I’ll see a cure. But if I do, I know you guys will be my friends forever – with or without the D!!!!

  3. I used to imagine it. Now, after a pancreas transplant, I don’t have to.
    I had a kidney transplant 8 years back, and a pancreas done this past November. I can’t tell you how weird it is. I haven’t tested by sugar in 6 months. I haven’t fely “high” since the transplant. If I skip breakfast, my stomach growls, because I get hungry. I can leave the house without carrying my “kit”, just a few anti-rejection meds in a little pouch. No meter, no needles, no strips, no counting carbs, no figuring out how much a beer will affect my sugar.
    I gained 5 pounds. Lost them again, and am now slowly dropping my weight down 15 or 20 to get to ideal for my size. It’s easier to exercise when all you need to do is sweat.
    Toronto General Hospital will shortly begin taking self-referrals for pancreas transplants. As a stand-alone surgery, not after or with kidney.
    No sure yet what the rules will be, but I’ll get the word out when I know more.

  4. I know that I would be so thankful!! I would never take food for granted again. I would know what was good for me and I would do it or eat it. I would never again eat as though there would never be another bite to be had in the world .
    I would go back before the stroke that I had due to the high blood pressure cause from lack of controlling my diabetes. I would NEVER take for granted again all the many blessing of a healthy mind, speech that comes easily , words that flow freely. This is what”might have been,” had I take diabetes seriously instead of thinking, “that could not happen to me.”
    But one day, I do believe that there will be a cure and I look forward to that day, if not for me then for my children, Grandchildren and all that suffer with the effects of this terrible disease. connie

  5. I KNOW exactly what I would do!! I would rip the canula off forever, toss all of my D related electronics and durables, unclasp my medical jewelry, and see what it feels like to have nothing at all on me for the first time in all these many years.
    Then I would write invitations to the biggest bbq ever 🙂

  6. Imagine what we could do with all that new found mental capacity – great point!
    I love your idea of growing old together and “remembering when.”

  7. God dis wud b hard im 16 now nd iv had it fr 2 yrs lst jan. If dis actually happened i wud b so excited i wud feel so happyfr day nd weeks after 🙂

  8. I would just be… just be for a little while. to think, and reflect. to think and reflect on all the great things what have come about because of d in my life. and celebrate them. then think and reflect on all the sucky things that have become a part of my existence that no longer are. and mourn the loss of the things that a cure still won’t bring back, unless it comes with regenerative healing as well. but I’ve come WAY TOO FAR for that to last more than a fleeting moment. after those first few moments, I’d continue with the next chapter of my story. the one that I’m writing even now, d or not. See, tomorrow only exists because you’ve turned today into a bunch of yesterdays, so my plan would be to get busy doing that… and never ever looking back…
    btw, if no one ever said that b4, I totally OWN that sentence LOL

  9. I think for me the feeling would be relief. Once I wrapped my brain around it I’d feel complete and total relief. To be honest, I wouldn’t be sure what to do with all the time that I would now have on my hands. No pills, no monitoring, no diet restrictions. I would still lead the healthiest lifestyle I can, but without worry…without hesitation and, at times, without anger. I think we all get angry with the disease at times.
    Other than that, thanks to diabetes I wouldn’t change my lifestyle much. It’s become too much a part of me!.

  10. I’ve had a hard time with this one today.
    I can’t tell you how emotional I’ve been – daydreaming with so many fun posts today and party planning for the BIG UN-D EVENT.
    And yet. The posts are running out. I’ve read almost all of them.
    Tomorrow is looming.
    Back to reality.