I’m glad I could help, Tracy
I’m 21 now and was diagnosed at 17, close to the age of your son. I don’t know if it was being a teenager or the surprising, late diagnosis, but I think that the teenage years are the hardest. When you’re living and supported by your parents, at least personally, I had this weird invincibility complex where I didn’t think anything bad could happen to me. I honestly didn’t get a good control over my blood sugars until I moved out and started college, because I didn’t have anyone taking care of me and all of the responsibility finally fell on my shoulders.
Sometimes, working towards a good A1C seems like such a far away, long-term goal, so I think that having the reward of getting a job and being able to drive is a great thing to strive for. Health is definitely the #1 priority, and hopefully this entices him to take better care of himself.
I definitely identify with his frustration though. Just today I went from a reading of 125 to 260 after eating a salad. A SALAD!!! So if he needs to vent to anyone, I’m definitely here. Feel free to inbox me separately for my email if you’d like.
I can tell you’re sincerely a very caring mother and he’s lucky to have you. Stay strong!!