9 Early Signs of Diabetes You Shouldn't Ignore

Ouadie Rhabbouron

Feeling Unusually Drained

fatigued woman

It’s perfectly normal to feel tired every now and then, especially after busy periods with little rest. However, the feeling of being tired usually goes away after a bit of rest. Fatigue is something else completely and you feel drained the whole time, even if you have rested. Experiencing fatigue is a common sign of both type 1 and 2 diabetes. There are several reasons that diabetes causes fatigue, such as being overweight, side effects of diabetes medication, and changes in blood sugar levels.

Dark Patches of Skin

dark patch on neck of girl

One of the early signs of prediabetes and diabetes is dark patches of skin on the armpits, groin, and neck that feel velvety to the touch. While it may at first appear as if something external may have discolored your skin, you will notice that no amount of scrubbing will get rid of the patches. This condition is called acanthosis nigricans, and it is not contagious. While many individuals without any underlying health issues get this condition too, it is often a sign of an undiagnosed medical condition, such as prediabetes or diabetes. Since it is often linked to insulin resistance, it’s best to have it checked out by a doctor.

 

Feeling Thirsty and Needing to Urinate the Whole Time

woman drinking glass of water

 

Some of the early signs of diabetes include always feeling thirsty and needing to urinate the whole time. When your blood sugar rises, your kidneys are forced to work harder to try to filter and absorb all the excess glucose. If the kidneys become overwhelmed by the workload, the excess glucose exits the body through the urine. Fluids are drawn from the body through this process, resulting in dehydration, which is why you feel thirsty.

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