Early this week, we brought you the story of a D-Momma who wrote a book about her son’s type 1 diagnosis as an infant, and how she sees the diabetes world now, 20 years on. (Note: today’s the last day to enter that book giveaway!).
We’re excited today to introduce you to another type 1 who was diagnosed at just 14 months in the late 80s, and who wrote a book of her own a few years ago, called “Freckled Fingertips: Short Stories of a Life Long Disease” (published in 2012). Carli Visser is a 28-year-old tech marketing professional who lives in Seattle, WA, with her husband, Case, and their two Boston Terriers. She’s part of the Diabetes Online Community (DOC), too, at @FrckldFngrtps on Twitter.
As we’re currently experiencing the hottest months of the year here in the States, Carli was motivated to share her summer struggles with diabetes — how that gets in the way, and yet doesn’t. Take it away, Carli…
A Guest Post by Carli Visser
Now is about the time of year that the itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikini starts creeping out of closets and I start looking around for my muumuu. Each year I am less impressed by how much tinier those bikinis are getting. Maybe someday I will get over being self-conscious, but with all these bumps and bruises it is hard to imagine myself parading around in anything less than layers.
I am an old-school syringe and vial type 1 diabetic. I have been diabetic for almost 30 years and my skin shows it. As much as I love the summer sun, I cannot remember a summertime in my life that I’ve been excited to show off my “insulin bumps.” Whether you’re a pumper or old fashioned like me, you know that we all share marks, scars and swelled tissue someplace on our bodies. Unsightly as these insulin bumps are, I must admit it forces some sense of creativity in attire during these summer months.