As time went on, I learned a lot more about Type 2 diabetes. I met marathon runners who were living with Type 2 diabetes. I experienced the frustrations of people trying desperately to manage their diabetes with diet and exercise. I learned that you did not have to be old, overweight, or a couch potato to develop Type 2 diabetes.
There were differences between the two diseases for sure, but they both have to do with the pancreas not doing its job. They both are silent killers. Neither diseases are taken serious enough by the public at large (or in some cases the people living with it).
This new debate has had me thinking back to the good old cancer advocates. We all continue to stand in awe at the funding and awareness that is out there for cancer. Not all cancers are the same however. There is the sexy cancer, the cancer you don’t want to talk about if you are a male, the cancer that is all your fault because you were a smoker or lived with one, and so many more. People living with these diseases do not ask to have each cancer recognized with a different name. Despite all being “cancer”, we immediately recognize pink as breast cancer. We know about the “Dad’s Ride for Prostate Cancer” and we have seen the Heart and Lung Association extol the evils of smoking and its high risk for lung cancer.
Do we really need two different names or should we spend that energy simply educating people now on what Type 1 diabetes (or Type 2 if you like) really is? People still call Type 1 diabetes Juvenile Diabetes so will yet another name make any difference in how they see our loved ones and people with diabetes? I doubt it.
As Shakespeare’s Romeo said, A rose by any other name still smells as sweet. Type 1 diabetes by any other name is still just as horrible. It still kills too many people. It is still very serious and requires a lot of care. It is still carries a terrible expense–both financially and emotionally. The name does not change the facts. We just need to work harder at making the world know the facts not the fiction.