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If you have T1D, have you ever dated or married someone who also has T1D? Share your T1D love stories in the comments!
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Summer camp romances at Camp Sweeney in Gainesville Texas 1970-1973 ❤️
I was diagnosed after being married for 18 years 🙂
dated a T1D once! she spent the whole meal criticizing my meal choices, the carb values that I had guesstimated and then she nearly had a stroke when I ordered a Corona with dinner.
Don’t think I could have made it through dinner with the person. Have a corona on me.
Glad you ditched her. We spend enough time criticizing ourselves – no need for a constant reminder.
I dated another diabetic who was older than I was. He got a kidney and pancreas transplant several years ago and was free of diabetes. He is now deceased.
I was diagnosed with T1D well into our marriage…..like over 25 years. We are on year 44 now! 💕
OTHER. No way of knowing. 65 years ago we didn’t mention diabetes to dates, the first date I told I had diabetes was the woman I married and that was only 3 months before I proposed.
Turns out she already knew, having been told by my cousin who had introduced us 6 months prior.
Was diagnosed LADA in year two of our marriage. It was a difficult time but he has always been supportive and worries more about me than I do myself. Almost to year 24 now. Happy Valentines to him.
Valentines can be one of those holidays we make a big deal of that can be hurtful to others. Mothers Day was always difficult for me because I was 1000 miles from my mother and was not a mother myself. So, for all those out there who find this a difficult holiday, just know there are many kinds of love and right now, I am sending mine to you.
I married a T1D who told me all about his disease before we married. It was certainly a big adjustment for me with his lows, waiting 45 minutes before meals, and no meters to test in 1981. It got better with Humalog and glucose meters but the NPH was still unpredictable. I was diagnosed with LADA in 1998 and mixed insulin until Lantus appeared on the market. I convinced my husband to change to Lantus and we could share the vial before it reached impotency. We did T1D together, 4 years later our 7th grade son was diagnosed. So 3 of us under 1 roof.
My wife knew about my diabetes, but I dud insist that she take a diabetes management class with me before we considered marriage so so would have a sense of what might lie ahead. When our eldest son was diagnosed with T1D, I asked her about the course and she had little recollection of the content.
60 years ago. It was about all we had in common.
I am taking that as a humorous comment. It is like the advertisement for a wedding dress “It is in excellent condition. Worn once by mistake.”
My love story is not a pretty one. I did not have Type 1 (actually LADA) until age 45. This was followed by my husband diagnosed with Type 2 , 8 years later. Two daughters have PCOS, including Type 2 diabetes, and one son had Type 2, since deceased. Another son, who died at age 33, would have had Type 2 also, I’m sure. Just one daughter is free from diabetes.
No, but I wish that I did. A lot of nondiabetics freak out when a diabetic’s BG goes low. I am sick of saying “yelling at me will NOT help me out”; just get me a GD fruit cup or something!
I married to a type 2 diabetic
When I was old enough to date, I knew one boy in my entire county who had type 1 and 2 girls. They were at least 5 years younger than me.
I had T1D when I met my husband. He has only known me taking insulin. He doesn’t like needles. He is very caring about me and my health. Before I had a CGM he would wake me in the night if he thought I was having a low. I got a kidney transplant last year and he watched what I ate more than I did. We’ve been married for 26 years. I think I will keep him as long as possible.
Not me…. but since I don’t know if they are on this site…. I once slightly knew a couple who were both type 1 AND both had been diagnosed in their 20’s after having already been married. Now that has to be an unusual story. A dual pump couple way back around 1990.
My late husband was diagnosed with T1D at age 3 and I was diagnosed T1D at age 4. We were married for 30
years before his passing. We learned a lot from each other and we responded in very different ways to highs and lows but we complimented each other in many ways.
I’m LADA, and we’d been married almost 30 years when I was diagnosed. He hears my night-time alarms more than me! Super supportive, eats low-carb with me, and when I want a treat (like a V-day treat today) he is always willing to share!
In high school I was an “in the closet” T1D, didn’t date because I was focused on college and studies and weight-lifting.
But after 2 years of college, I found a partner or she found me. Never dated a T1D. Being T1D never interfered with my sequential monogamous affairs whether in or out of college or working or being a social activist. I let “dates” know right off the bat that I had to inject insulin, and to give me sugar if hypoglycemic which usually occurred at night. Sleeping with someone reduced my nocturnal hypoglycemic episodes, because they would notice I was sweating or was restless or had let out a yelp and would immediately wake me up to take sugar or eat something. I never married or had children, because I didn’t want the risk of my heredity bringing another TID into the world….I was brainwashed by Eugenics during childhood. And I knew very very few happily married couples as role models. Sometimes I regret my iconoclasm. But then again, the definition of “family” has really changed, especially on the west coast or in any big city.