Beginning of the End: Beyond Diabetes

Type 2 Diabetes isn't the end of the world. It can be treated and controlled by medications, and sometimes even by just diet and exercise. What it means is that your body isn't creating enough insulin to deal with the sugars in your body. I had all the signs, and despite my ex-wife having been diabetic since childhood, I didn't recognize them: perpetually thirsty yet with frequent urination. Classically, diabetes also comes with a third symptom: weight loss, but it seems my hearty appetite was countering that - I had maintained the same weight for several years.

One of the first things that I learned first hand was the Metformin, one of the two drugs the doctor had given me, is a terrible, evil product. It's a diarrhetic, meaning it makes you poop... a lot. And the more you take, the more you poop.

After I found out I was diabetic, I called my various family members to tell them the news. Among the first was my mother, to a rather startling discovery: she, too, had just been diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes, just days before. They had put her on Metformin, and they were ramping her up to 4 500mg pills a day, where I was only put on 2 (though I also had the Glipizide.)

My mother was adopted, and so we have no family history to go on from her side of my family. (Apparently, there's a history of diabetes lol...)

So we've been able to compare notes along the way on what we'd learned and read. I had worried when I'd read about Metformin, and both of us were experiencing diarrhea. Don't use me as a scientific resource - go to About.com or your doctor, but the way I understand it is that Glipizide works to coax your pancreas into better production of insulin (which counters your sugars), while Metformin works on your stomach to more directly lower them. I stuck with the combination of medicines for a more than a week with this perpetual condition before I decided I needed to confirm what was causing the problems. Two days made it clear that it was definitely the Metformin. Diarrhea with it, none without it. I consulted my doctor, but he said to stick with it, and to come back for another visit if it persisted another week.

Living with that sort of symptom isn't easy, but work was busy, the holidays were all about me, and of course my wedding. We had family in town, things were busy. I made it through til the new year.. and then I went back. I had scheduled an initial visit with Dr. Gandhi (I know!), my endocrinologist, but endocrinologists are very busy people.. I wouldn't be able to visit him until mid-February. I will never forget the somewhat skeptical look on my doctor's face when he asked me, "Do you think you could just deal with this until then?", to which I flatly told him, "Doc, if I could deal with it any more, I wouldn't be here." I'm quite fond of retelling this story for some weird reason.

Anyway, he ultimately decided to double my doses of Glipizide and do away with the Metformin, and this worked quite well. My sugars aren't perfect, but they're doing much better, and I'm not a walking shit volcano in danger of erupting at a moment's notice.

My endocrinologist is a fine fellow, young but very knowledgeable, and I really like him. He supported my Glipizide-only doctrine, though pressed me to find myself a nutritionist.. which almost a month later, I have yet to do. Of the few I called, they were very booked, and few things annoy me more than being made to feel like someone doesn't have time for me.

Another thing I learned was to be wary of sugar-free substitutes, for much the same reason as Metformin. Splenda isn't TOO bad, but to be honest, I'm a notorious snacker, and while all the sugar-free cookies and snacks recommend serving sizes of '3-4 pieces', that's just ludicrous. 3 cookies? Riiiight. I fell in love with sugar-free wafers. Like the sugar wafers, but without the sugar. Unfortunately, some of those sugar-substitutes cause some astonishing tummy effects - my pipes were literally rattling in my stomach as they worked on that stuff.

I had to learn the hard way, I guess. Now I have to stick with Splenda-only treats, and really limit my snacking. It sucks, but I'm learning to cope.

I've kept diet sodas as my last gripe about diabetes. Before I found out that I was diabetic, I drank sugar in just about every form. OJ, soda, iced tea, chocolate milk, you name it. I didn't hesitate in switching to diet sodas, despite my previous loathing for them. I can honestly say that it takes about a week, but once you do it, you'll be glad you did. I still miss my other sugar habits like chocolate milk, but after finding out just how much sugar is already in milk (generally as much as is in the chocolate powder or syrups - and that's even in 1% and 2% varieties!), it sort of soothes it out a bit.

It took some experimenting. While I was a general Coca-cola lover in the Sugar Days, I found Diet Coke far too "chemically". Diet Pepsi is much nicer. And then I found Diet Pepsi Vanilla. OMFG it's good. I buy it in multiple 12-pack cases. I guarded it from the kids.. and then I started noticing that it was growing scarce. WTF! More and more, it's dwindled from shelves, and now it's to the point that I rejoice in a find, and buy whatever is there. I haven't found any notices that Pepsi is discontinuing it yet, but it seems plain that the writing is on the wall. :( Bastards.