A medical student becomes a diabetic and finds public disapproval
Recently, our whole class was asked to “become” a diabetic to try and really understand what it is we’re diagnosing people with. Fantastic idea. Fantastic opportunity.
Not so fantastic to carry out. I opted for the insulin-dependent, type I option, which meant I had to keep a diary of what I ate (including counting carbohydrates), regularly check my glucose level, and inject myself before meals. (We didn’t actually inject insulin or saline, …
