Since the day we found out Stella had diabetes, friends, acquaintances, and complete strangers have been offering up suggestions, hints, and tips that are supposed to cure my daughter. I’ve heard everything from a 1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon a day, to okra water (a new recent article making the rounds) to someone’s grandpa that got a gallon of juice in Tijuana that cured him by drinking a little each day. I honestly believe that whatever Grandpa was drinking didn’t cure him, it just made it so he didn’t care anymore 😉
Type 1 diabetes is an autoimmune disease. It can’t be cured by diet or exercise, there are no potions or elixirs that make it go away, and all though Prevention Magazine likes to tout that they can “prevent it”, there is no cure. My daughter’s pancreas no longer produces insulin.
There are an amazing amount of people working towards that, and there are tools that help us deal with it a little easier, like pumps, CGM’s, DAD’s, etc, so we are always hoping. But insulin, which a lot of people assume is a cure, is purely life support. And if you have ever had to work with insulin, you already know that it has a mind of it’s own, much like diabetes. Some days it works just as you expect it. Other days? Other days it’s like trying to get an 11 year old girl out of bed for school the first day after Christmas break.
As a parent of a type 1, I understand that you may be trying to help. But please know this. There is no cure. There is no short cut. There is no control. But there are funny pictures: