I did this once before a few weeks back, writing a blog post while high. My readers seemed to get a laugh out of it, and I got a lot of new followers, so I thought I’d make a regular run of it.
I Ate a couple of gummies a few minutes ago and I am now going to start my blog with a writing prompt. I chose Type 1 Diabetes as my prompt for tonight since the original reason I started this blog was to discuss my T1D and reach out to other diabetics and to teach those who don’t know T1D from a cup of sugar.
So, let us begin…
Most people know that diabetes exists, but many have no idea that there are multiple types of diabetes. Type 2 diabetes is the type most people know about. Type 2 diabetes is a metabolic disorder that causes the body to not be able to make enough insulin to cover it’s needs or to not be able to use insulin efficiently (insulin resistance). Many people believe that type 2 diabetes is the patients fault, that they brought it on by eating a bad diet and/or not exercising enough. Although these things can put a person at higher risk of developing type 2, they are not the cause. Anyone can develop type 2 diabetes, even the healthiest lifestyles and most fit individuals can get type 2 diabetes. Type 2 is NOT curable, once you have it you have it for life. Yes, you can get it under such good control that you no longer have symptoms and your blood glucose level is controlled, but that is all it is, controlled, not cured. As soon as you slack off your hard work to control it you will be sorely reminded that the diabetes is still there.
Another common type of diabetes is prenatal diabetes. The only type of diabetes that is curable is prenatal diabetes. The only people who get prenatal diabetes are pregnant women. The diabetes usually goes away shortly after the pregnancy ends. Women who have prenatal diabetes are at higher risk of developing type 2 diabetes later.
Other types of diabetes are Maturity Onset Diabetes of the Young (MODY), Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults (LADA), Type 3c Diabetes, Steroid induced diabetes, Cystic Fibrosis Diabetes, Wolfram Syndrome, Alstrom Syndrome…. These are all subtypes of Type 1 and 2 Diabetes.
Then there is my type of diabetes, Type 1. T1D is an autoimmune disorder. In T1D the pancreas is not able to produce insulin. Since you know that insulin is a hormone the human body naturally produces, you can then understand that insulin is not a medicine. And seeing as you know in a T1D the body is not able to produce this hormone (not medicine) insulin whenever it is needed, that insulin injections are a therapy, NOT a cure.
T1D’s must inject or infuse insulin either several times a day (insulin injections) or 24/7 (insulin pump), we must also keep a very close eye on our blood glucose level. We do this by finger pricks and a continuous glucose monitor.
OK, guys it’s hitting me now. I really do not care to continue having to be all comprehensive and use my brain. It might explode.
The reality of being T1D is that it sucks, I fucking hate it. I hate having to think and remember and keep vigilant…*stop to yell at dogs to stop pissing each other off* and …and…*read sentence over a million times because I keep getting distracted*…I just hate it, I’d like to not to have to be forever worried, forever aware of things healthy (normal) people (ableds)….
You know I have been thinking a lot about wheather or not T1D is a disability. Like, the definition of disability is to not be able to…the human body/mind not able to do the job a human body/mind is supposed to. OK, my pancreas can’t do one thing it is supposed to be able to do. So, scientifically I do have a disabiliy…I am disabled.
BUT, this disability my body has does not make me unable to do anything an able body can. So, even if I am scientifically disabled, I am not LEGALLY disabled.
So be aware of your technicalities.
UGH, there I go thinking again. I want to turn my brain off for a bit.
So many thoughts changing around in my mind…
I’m narrating again.
Everything is is so funny!!!
This is going to become a cycle…
This is all so funny!!!
*go play with Tindi (dog)*
“I’ve gotta…I’m supposed to be typeing”…
“Thinking is difficult”
have trouble typeing…have trouble working fingers…coordination…
have trouble spelling…\
not thnking straight…
not seeing straight…
maybe I’ll just go to bed…after I type this
Hubby says from the other room “Who would reject Chongus?”
I giggle, this’ll be funny when I read this tomorrow.
not thinking straight
ringing in ears
gonna have anxiety reading this sectioon tomorrow.
what’s wrong with me…oh, no…fuck not an anxiety high!!!!!
*goes on a laughing binge attack*
Damn, I have so much fun with these “writing while high” exeercises
“You OK, hun?” -hubby
waver at him while giggling
*giggle* I give up it’s getting hard to think to keep laughing
You guys are missing so much I cant remeber to type
I just confused you
*giggling all the time*
happy but confused
I feel like I’m playing a game
I love this
I gotta go pee
I just typed it calm
I’m gonna write about this later…
Next Day: I fell into a very bad high. I was very high and I was falling through eternity again. I have come to realize that my experiences with falling through eternity are most adequately explained this way, imagine having dejavu every split second, over and over again.
Hubby had my hands on his face rubbing his whiskers.
“This is real. You are here, this is real.”
“I know, OK, this is real. IT’s not real. Right here, right here.”
Time would go by slow, then jump ahead. I just knew I was going insane. I would laugh, I couldn’t get out an entire sentence before my thoughts would shift.
I would feel like I was coming out of it, but then I would shift back to narrating and then fall back into falling through eternity again.
Eventually I passed out for a couple hours, then woke up for a bit I don’t remember well. Finally I fell asleep for 20 hours straight and now here I am.
The interesting thing about bad highs is that you are terrified in the moment, but when you sober up you look back and it was actually fun. That’s IMO.