Friday, September 11, 2015, the day the whole world commemorated the 9/11 attacks was the day my world stood still for a moment. That friday morning my doctor told me I have type 1 diabetes and that I would have to inject insulin several times a day, for the rest of my life. She sent me straight to the hospital because I had to start injecting insulin immediately.

Let's go back a little over a month to the date in question.

In August, I started noticing I had lost some weight. I remember sending this picture to my sister very proudly: I could wear a skirt again from when I was 19 (I was 29 at the time)! In retrospect, I don't understand why I didn't realise sooner that this was not normal but at the time I didn't ask myself too many questions, I was actively preparing for the fairs and showrooms at my work and I thought that was the reason. 

I was also so thirsty that month, I used to drink too little water, so now I was seen as 'normal' because I finally drank more water.  No further attention was paid to it, until I went to the Maison & Objet fair in Paris in September for work.

I couldn't read the stand numbers anymore so I thought I'd better make an appointment with the eye doctor to have my glasses adjusted. During fair days, you don't eat the most varied of meals during the day, especially when it was busy I would just pop a chocolate toffee in my mouth or drink some cola, not knowing of course that this would cause extra thirst.

The night before the fair ended we went to an Italian restaurant and I ate a large plate of pasta. At night, I woke up at 3 am with the biggest thirst I had ever had. I had no water left in my room so I went to the reception to buy a big bottle of water. Once back in my room, it took me a good minute to finish it and my thirst was still there. So I went back downstairs to get another bottle, and then another one. The man at reception frowned, but I was still thirsty. That night was the first time I Googled all the 'symptoms' I had experienced in the past month, and diabetes came up as an answer.

On Tuesday night I drove home from Paris after the end of the fair and on Wednesday morning I was at the doctor's, explaining my symptoms. I had sober blood taken and the follow-up was Friday September 11th. That day I stayed in the hospital for a whole day and got an enormous amount of information. I learned how to inject insulin, how to measure my sugar level, how to count carbohydrates... That day was the start of my new life, with type 1 diabetes.

Ever since my diagnosis the feeling grew I wanted to ‘do’ something with my diabetes. Learn from others living with this disease, share my own experiences and tips.. After giving birth to our son in 2020 I felt it difficult to combine my responisble job as a marketing manager with spending time with our son and managing my blood sugars. So end of 2021 I decided to give up this job (I still work for the same company but no longer full time and no longer in a responsable position) and start a webshop with diabetes accessories, that’s where Tinsulin was born!

My goal is to help people living with diabetes by offering accessories that make life more practical, fun & fashionable.

The assortment will grow in the coming months but if you have a specific need, an accessory you miss in life with diabetes or just want to say hi, don’t hesitate to contact me!