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Back in early 1982, several hours after having taken my physical exam, which was required to become a college student at Vanderbilt University, my Doctor phoned me. Strange, I thought. Why would he be calling me? I went to my Grandfather's study and settled into the old brown desk chair next to the antique adding machine we were not supposed to touch for fear of jamming it. Cancer. Had to be cancer. Or worse: VD! But wait, I was a virgin. Had to be cancer...
"Hello?" I managed to get out squeamishly. "Scott," he asked, "do you have a history of diabetes in your family?" Gulp, "Uh, yes," I replied. "Well it's probably nothing, but your blood sugar was very high when you came in today. I would like for you to come in tomorrow and take a Glucose Tolerance test. This would tell me for sure if you are in fact diabetic."
Yikes, surely not! My life would be over... Only old fat sick people had diabetes! Of course, there was the weird skinny kid in my tenth grade class who had an insulin pump on his side that looked like a new fangled toaster. But I felt just fine! How could I possibly be diabetic?
The next day I somehow managed to drag back into his office. I drank an absolutely nasty concoction that looked like an orange crush but by no means tasted like one and I waited four hours while they checked the amount of sugar in my blood every twenty minutes. Not a lot of fun, but relatively painless. They finally let me go home about 2 o'clock.
Later that day the phone rang as expected. Sure enough, I was diabetic. Since Vanderbilt was coming up so soon, he suggested that I go to the university clinic when I arrived on campus and get treatment started. Sure thing. I got to Vanderbilt and proceeded to do nothing about it until I lost about 50 pounds and felt like a member of the living dead. I eventually landed in St. Thomas Hospital under the care of Dr. Allen Graber to get acclimated to self-injected insulin shots. Not a lot of fun, but it did save my life.
Twenty years later, my diabetes is under much better control. This section of my site contains information on Diabetes and some of my history of dealing with it.
"My New Best Friend and Ole Jim" or "How not to go on a Mystery date with Anne Roddy".
Blood glucose reports for Dr. Jerkins.
Medtronic Minimed Insulin Infusion Pump (I've worn an insulin pump since 1993).
Very inexpensive place to buy D357 batteries for the pump.
Information on the Glucowatch, a wristwatch that measures Blood Glucose levels every 15 minutes non-invasively.
The Glucometer Dex Blood Glucose testing system that I use.