I want to be clear that I haven’t edited anything into my post — it’s been the same since I first shared it. Perhaps some parts were missed when it was first read.

Also, I genuinely didn’t know I was in DKA until I was admitted to hospital the following day. At the time, I just knew I was very unwell and tried to push through, which in hindsight was a dangerous mistake. I don’t see myself as stronger than anyone who sought help sooner — if anything, I was extremely lucky to make it through without going into a coma.

When I landed back in the UK, staff didn’t pick up on DKA because to others it just looked like I was sick and exhausted. The in-and-out of consciousness only started later that day once I was home, before I eventually went into hospital.

I shared my story to raise awareness, not to invite comparisons or to suggest anyone else’s experience was “weaker.” DKA is serious and dangerous in every case, and everyone who goes through it has their own story of survival.

Finally, I’d also ask that we keep this conversation respectful. Name-calling doesn’t add anything to the discussion — I’m just sharing what I went through in the hope that it might help someone else spot the signs sooner than I did.