Jackie and Molly
Member Since 2020
Hi, this is really more of a rant than anything that but I need let it out.
I love my molly so much. I've had her since I was 11 years old and we have been through so much together.
But I'm having such a hard time getting used to her diabetes and treating her. I've managed to get her into a routine but it seems to get harder everyday. When it's time to get her bg tested I have to set her up on the kitchen counter and hold her down while she tries to squirm away. Sometimes its quick and relatively easy but other times she yells and moves around. I know she hates it and I hate doing it to her.
Injections started out so easy, she didn't even notice the first four times. Now she knows when I set her food down that I'm going to give her her shots and she tries to run away. This morning I had to hold her down on the counter to give her the insulin and it led to a breakdown (on my part)
I live with my boyfriend but he works so much that he is not here to help me with her shots. He also doesn't get why I'm getting so upset - my life now is basically work and come home to take care of molly - nothing else because I live too far away from my friends and family to go back and forth.
I just wish molly would stay still
if she stayed in one spot it would be over so quickly. I wish she knew why I was doing all of these bad things to her. She used to follow me around and now she avoids me.
I'm trying to be strong but it's become a challenge. This diagnosis has also made me realize that Molly isn't going to live forever and it breaks my heart
I don't know what I am expecting, maybe just some words of encouragement or your experiences dealing with this.
I love my molly so much. I've had her since I was 11 years old and we have been through so much together.
But I'm having such a hard time getting used to her diabetes and treating her. I've managed to get her into a routine but it seems to get harder everyday. When it's time to get her bg tested I have to set her up on the kitchen counter and hold her down while she tries to squirm away. Sometimes its quick and relatively easy but other times she yells and moves around. I know she hates it and I hate doing it to her.
Injections started out so easy, she didn't even notice the first four times. Now she knows when I set her food down that I'm going to give her her shots and she tries to run away. This morning I had to hold her down on the counter to give her the insulin and it led to a breakdown (on my part)
I live with my boyfriend but he works so much that he is not here to help me with her shots. He also doesn't get why I'm getting so upset - my life now is basically work and come home to take care of molly - nothing else because I live too far away from my friends and family to go back and forth.
I just wish molly would stay still
I'm trying to be strong but it's become a challenge. This diagnosis has also made me realize that Molly isn't going to live forever and it breaks my heart
I don't know what I am expecting, maybe just some words of encouragement or your experiences dealing with this.