Fortunately Unfortunate - Harry Styles

1-The Diagnosis

Tiffany's POV

I head into my doctors appointment not knowing what to expect. I've been losing weight drastically and always thirsty, but I've been drinking more water so that's probably why I am losing weight. I'm only thirsty cause I've been on the go so much with my photography business..right..?

I had some lab work done just to test my overall health. I assume not much more was wrong other than maybe a slight hormone imbalance. Or so I thought.

I sat there in shock, taking in what the doctors had just told me... I'm type one diabetic. I knew this wasn't the end of the world, but at the moment it felt like it. I had little to no knowledge of what life as a type one looks like, and the thought of injecting myself with insulin every day of my life was terrifying, not to mention all of the horrific health effects that people talk about with diabetes. Limb loss, blindness, strokes, etc.

As the doctor shows me what my new life will look like, teaching me how to use all my new devices and insulin, introducing me to a continuous glucose monitor (CGM) and everything that comes with this disease I begin to wonder if will I ever have the life I dreamed...Getting married? Having kids? Did I want kids now, knowing there's an even more likely chance they could be T1D as well? I had planned to be a photographer...can I still do so? I had so many thoughts running through my head having no idea what my life had a store.

I was learning how to count my carbs so I can inject enough insulin to cover them. If only my pancreas didn't decide to just kill itself I wouldn't have to do all this. Ugh. I didn't even know carb counting was a thing. I thought only sugars were important but I learned that sugars are included in the carbs and carbs turn into sugars so it's the carbs that are important.
So much to learn my head is spinning.

"So the CGM..this will tell me my blood glucose at all times?" I ask with the urge to breakdown right then and there.

"Absolutely, you shouldn't have to prick your finger as often if much at all with this. Just every now and then when you insert a new CGM sensor every 10 days" My doctor looks at me with such sympathy in her eyes. She could tell I was overwhelmed.

"I don't want to overwhelm you" she states, "and so I won't be providing you with an insulin pump. Not yet anyways, I want you to be able to do your own injections and learn how to manage your blood sugars on your own without technology doing it for you"

"So the CGM doesn't give me insulin?" So much to learn..

"No. It only monitors your glucose levels" She says with a slight smile.

"And I have to wear this stupid thing on my stomach?"

She slightly chuckles, "I promise you won't think it's that stupid when it saves you from pricking your finger 10 or more times a day..but no you can wear it on your stomach, arm, thigh, upper buttox/hip area, at least those are the most common locations people use"

I go home feeling nervous and frustrated. I feel like this is my fault, like I did something wrong. My doctor tells me there is nothing I did wrong, it was unavoidable but it still gets me down. I also know that all the weight I lost, will be regained. I have never been what doctors consider over weight but I was never "model" type skinny either; and yes I know all bodies are "model" bodies and I completely agree with that, but it is hard when growing up when all your friends are society's idea of skinny without trying, or at least it seems that way. I definitely have body dysmorphia regardless of knowing all bodies are beautiful. It's just something I struggle with and I know gaining weight again, although healthy, will just make it worse.

Now it's time to tell my family, friends, and boyfriend. Yikes.

(I myself was just diagnosed with T1D and so much of this is based on my feelings as I went through it all. However much of this is still fictional. I promise Harry makes an appearance soon & you shouldn't need to know much about diabetes to enjoy the story, I hope you find it well worth the read) :)