Hey everyone Meagan here! this is my first story ever posted on and I am really excited for people to read it! I really wanted to write this story because I have to deal with having diabetes myself, and I thought it would be interesting to write a story with one of them having it!
So I will stop talking now, and let you read the story!
Enjoy!
Kurt Hummel was first diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes when he was eight years old, And after his eighth birthday his mother died in a car accident, and a few months after that he was in the park with his father and he collapsed. He was taken to hospital right away, and once kurt was awake doctors took endless amounts of blood from him and kept quite about what was wrong with him.
Until hours later they finally broke it to his father that his little boy had a clinical illness and his blood was running too high and that is why he fainted in the park later that day, that was the second time he has ever seen his father cry, the first being when he got the news that his mother had been in a terrible accident. Lets just say this wasn't a good year for the Hummels.
At first Kurt really didn't understand Diabetes at all, but what eight year old would?
He was in the hospital for awhile, and he was taught many things there.
He learned that his pancreas didn't work like everyone else's did and that he would need to inject himself with insulin for him to survive, and that he would need to check his blood and to be extra careful about the stuff that he eats for now on.
The part that the doctors and burt thought would be the hardest part for kurt to do would be giving himself a needle of insulin, most children have a low tolerance to pain and this part was always the hard part for most diabetic children, but surprisingly Kurt reacted well to the needle and soon he was doing it to himself with no trouble.
The actual hardest part was having to transition Kurt to eat healthier foods, because like most children they love sugar but that wasn't a option for Kurt to have all the time, but his father would be their to help him through all of this, he wasn't leaving.
After two weeks Kurt was finally released from the hospital, they felt very comfortable that they could do this on their own.
But Burt would be lying if he said the first week back home was easy, Kurt was whiney and tired and moody all the time and he would wake up sweating and screaming some nights.
It was a nightmare for the both them, and burt hated to see his son like this, he hated that his son had to go through this so young and it angered him that he couldn't do more to help his son. but as time passed Kurt matured with his diabetes and things got progressively easier.
Getting back to present time, Kurt was now seventeen years old and a senior in high school, he enjoyed many things like singing and fashion and vogue.
He attends school at William McKinley high and he is in his schools glee club the New Directions and he is also a cheerleader on the cheerios, and besides being the only kid at his school with diabetes, he was also the openly gay kid at Mckinley too.
Surprisingly for Kurt telling people he was gay wasn't as hard as telling people he had diabetes. Some people just didn't understand his condition, he rarely ever told anybody he had diabetes. Only his close friends in the glee club and some teachers know about his condition.
It wasn't that he was ashamed of it, it was just always so hard to explain it to people who just don't understand what he goes through everyday and then he has to go through having people telling him how sorry they are for him and Kurt rather not have to go through that.
Also a another big reason for him not telling everyone is that people already at Mckinley have one reason to hate him and treat him like shit, so he didn't want to give them a another reason to hate him, if he wasn't on the cherrios and his best friend wasn't Santanna lopez he would be dead at this school.
"Hey Porcelain, I saw you breathing heavy after practice are you okay?" Santanna asked concerned as she pulled her shirt over her head. Kurt took another drink from his water bottle and looked to his best friend
"Im fine tana" She raised an eyebrow at him "You sure boo? You know If your lying to me, I'll go all lima heights on your ass" Kurt chuckled and closed his water bottle and wiped the last bit of sweat from his forehead
"You know I would never lie to you Tana, I just went too fast today in practice without taking any breaks, I will be fine" He grabbed his sweaty towel and uniform and shoved it in his bag.
"Hummel I know you don't like taking breaks and shit but you need to slow down and take breaks for your health, please just take care of yourself, I don't want to be left alone with all these losers" He smirked.
"Man Lopez you're acting mighty sappy today, when is Brittany getting back again? I can't take all this sappy tana anymore" She glared and threw her towel at him.
"She is back in a week, and let me tell you once she gets back I am taking her straight to my room and I am going to fu-" "OKAY stop! I don't need to hear the raunchy details tana." She laughed taking her hair out of her pony tale. "Go home Hummel" He smiled giving her a hug "See you tomorrow, text me" He left the changing rooms heading to his car.
Once he was settled in his car he was really nervous to see what his blood was at, so he pulled out his meter and tested his blood. 4.0 .
He sighed he was so close to being low, maybe he should of took a break in rehearsals today, with cheerios practice and glee club rehearsals practically always on the same day he was always run down and tired which was not good for his health at all.
He put away his meter in his bag and popped in one of his sugar tablets into his mouth to get his blood to rise and he started his car and started his drive home.
He pulled into his driveway and got into his house quickly, Kurt was half way up the stairs when his father called his name.
"Kurt get down here" Kurt sighed and made his way to the kitchen where his dad and his step mother were getting ready for dinner.
Kurt opened the kitchen door and leaned on it "What dad?" Burt looked to his son and rolled his eyes "You know what Kurt, its dinner time" Kurt sighed "Im not hungry" He said not making eye contact with his father while playing with a loose string on his sweater.
He heard his father sigh " You have to eat dinner Kurt" He said sternly. Kurt looked up to his father "Dad I had a long day, I just want to take some Ambien and go to bed"
"Kurt honey you have to eat" Carole said moving him towards the table. He groaned.
"Buddy we are only looking out for your health" His father said giving him a half smile, Kurt crossed his arms and sat down at the table, he knew they were right, he needed to eat dinner. "Fine" Carole smiled "Thank you sweetheart" She said kissing him on the temple.
Being a teen with diabetes was hard, you already have all these hormones inside of you that are hard enough to deal with, but once you add diabetes into that mix, it was torture.
"I will go get your needle and meter" Carole said sweetly leaving the kitchen. He turned to look at his father and he gave him a small smile "So how is school going?"
Kurt sighed leaning his head against his hand. "The kids are mean and cruel but my friends and the cheerios make everything worth it" Burt frowned.
"You will tell me if something bad happens right?" Kurt nodded just about to respond when carole came in with his stuff. "Here you go sweetheart" he smiled graciously at her taking his stuff, and his father patted his hand giving him the look meaning they will talk more about this later.
After dinner Kurt excused himself from the table, he really needed to get his homework done, he was falling way behind.
Glee club and the cheerios have really taken a lot of his time, so when he got to his room his pulled out his homework and started to work until hours later Kurt stopped working and groaned throwing his text book across the room.
He couldn't read another algebra question without wanting to throw himself out the window. He could put off doing his homework for another couple days he said to himself, he was running himself ragged he needed to rest before doing it all again tomorrow.
Kurt laid back on his bed and closed his eyes about to fall asleep when his phone sounded off. He groaned loudly as he opened his eyes, he looked around his bed until he found his phone and saw that Santana was calling him.
"This better be important Tana I was trying to sleep" he said irritated.
"Don't get your panties in a bunch princess, I was just phoning to see how you were doing, sorry for caring" She huffed into the phone, he sighed.
"im sorry tana! I didn't mean to snap at you, its just that glee club and the cheerios have me exhausted every week, and I am really stressed because i am so far behind on a lot of homework and I am just so tired, I am so fucking tired tana" he nearly sobbed into the phone.
"baby its okay, I have an idea since tomorrow is Friday we could go shopping after school then we can have a besties sleep over" Kurt wiped the tear that was falling down his cheek and smiled "Id like that very much, thank you tana"
"Anytime Hummel, anyways I need to re dye my hair I will see you tomorrow" He stretched his body and looked at the clock beside his bed, it was late he really needed to sleep.
"See ya love you" "Love you too lady". He threw his phone on his bed and let out a loud yawn, he picked up his meter from his night stand and quickly checked his blood.
He smiled reading the meter, 6.1 . His blood was perfect right now.
He took off his shirt and searched around for his night time insulin to keep him stable during the night.
He found it on his dresser and opened it up taking his needle out and walking towards his full body mirror looking at himself, Kurt looked closely at his body, he thought he had an okay body. Since being on the cheerios he has gained a lot more muscle and he was very happy about that.
His eyes then drifted to his stomach and he frowned looking at the needle holes and bruises on his stomach. Kurt hated them more then anything, he has always been so insecure about that part of his body. He rarely ever took his shirt off because of it and if he had too, he made sure to do it when no one else was around. Kurt then sighed and then gave himself insulin and slowly tucked himself in bed.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
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