There’s nothing wrong with my diet, that’s type-2. Type-1 is an auto-immune disease, and in my case was triggered by a couple of years of immense stress. Cortisol and the like wreak havoc over the long term. Mine isn’t curable, I don’t have many insulin-producing cells left in my pancreas.

All because two years ago, a hospital tried to make a little bit more money by turning beds faster, and fed sodium into my wife about 2x the recommended rate. Although awake, she has never recovered from the coma, and of course she has brain damage. It’s not like in the movies where you just wake up.

I’m not going into details, but when you scream yourself hoarse from the agony in your limbs, and there’s no painkiller that works, and eventually you lose your voice but you’re still screaming, silently… Yeah, that’s pretty terrible.

Neither of us will recover. I, at least, can manage it with insulin injections/pumps/CGM-patches… She is currently in a “mental health facility”, something she’s had happen to her several times this year. It looks pretty on the outside and resembles a prison once you step beyond the secured entry. It’s where hope goes to die.

All because a “hospital” wanted to make even more money than normal, and didn’t give a shit about their actual patients. Yes, I’m bitter.

I appreciate the sentiment behind your words, thank you for that. It won’t help, but still.