Hi. So you are here. Reading what I am about to put down on this page. I guess you could say I'm not in the happiest of places. Right now I'm sitting in my bed. The TV is muted. The lights are on. "The Office" is playing in the background. "Fix You" by Cold Play is playing in the background as well. I'm on Facebook... which is no longer even a refuge for me. I'm 18. I'm a very intelligent young man, and I'm stuck.
For my entire life I have wanted to be a pilot. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing has been able to top the sensation and wonder that I feel when I fly an airplane. I started flying when I was 13, logged 11 hours, and then had to stop due to money issues. After that, I was always on flight sim 2004 or FSX. I even built a giant cockpit in my room. Do you get the picture yet? I love airplanes and I don't want them to ever not be a part of my life. Have you gotten that feeling yet?
Last year, 2010, in February I went to get a Class 1 FAA Flight Medical (which is very strenuous and hard to get). Your vision has to be 20/20 (no ifs, ands, or buts), and you have to be in top physical condition. I was denied due to my vision (I have strabismus - lazy eye - in my left eye). They said I would probably never be able to fly. So I cried about it. I toughed it out and I went on with my last semester of high school. There I found a love for filming and video editing. So I engulfed my life in that.
With my media teacher becoming my new best friend, I became a pro at Final Cut Pro, editing techniques, and thus started a business with my father who is a graphic design artist and I started new employment at a radio station. I felt confident. I had some fun at video editing and sound editing. So I thought maybe I'd go into college for this kind of media degree... NO. Thousands and Thousands and Thousands of dollars (90-100K) for the education. So I settled for Communication Design at Texas State University.
I finished a semester at Texas State and just couldn't do it. The art was in me but I just had no motivation to do it. I just couldn't do it anymore. So in December of 2010 I was steadfast to get my Class 1 Medical! I was not going to let anything stop me. I wore an eye patch for a while and did eye exercises. I went to the optometrist and received a vision of 20/20 in my right eye and 20/20-1 in my left eye. Guess what. The -1 doesn't matter! So off I went to a Flight Surgeon to get my physical. I found one in San Antonio on a Saturday morning and waited in the office. As the procedure went about all I could hear was "You passed."
So I walked out of the place with a class one medical license! You would not believe it. Ever seen a kid scream and cry and hop up and down outside of a clinic? It was like I had been cured of cancer or something. So I started looking for colleges, and after countless hours and stress of looking and waiting for schools to open I found one in Killeen, TX. I applied and was accepted. However, since it was such short notice I decided to do my basics at a community college where I live. Awaiting the fall semester so I could become a commercial pilot!!!!
Then. My friend's dad said he saw symptoms of diabetes in me. I was probably fine right? I recently lost a lot of weight and had been drinking a lot of water and flushing out my system by going to the bathroom a lot. WRONG. These are the symptoms. The next morning his father took my blood sugar. It was 274 mg/dl. Thats almost 160 above normal.
That day I went to the doctor and was told that I have diabetes. Ok. Cool. Now what? Then I did more research. If you have type 1 diabetes (insulin dependent) then you can not hold a class one or class two medical and thus can not become a commercial or airline pilot. If I'm type two (insulin resistant) there is a chance that I can become a pilot as long as I don't require insulin. I can, however, use medication. But then what if I have to end up using insulin later on in life and I have invested thousands of dollars in becoming a pilot? Any insulin is a no to flying, even if you have a license and have been flying for forty years.
I am currently on Metformin and Glizipide. I won't know what type I am until the 31st of this Month. I will let ya'll know what is going on.
I'm stuck. I have so much more to tell you. However, I have to get to work.
This is Evan,
Signing off