05/09/2026
I donât think Iâve ever really explained how I felt when my insulin froze in Vietnam.
Iâd spent years telling myself that Type 1 diabetes wasnât going to decide what I could and couldnât do.
Then I went backpacking around Southeast Asia alone.
And for the most part, I felt like Iâd proved that to myself.
Until I opened the fridge in a hostel in northern Vietnam and realised my insulin had frozen.
I remember just sitting there staring at it.
Monthsâ worth of insulin. The thing that literally keeps me alive. And I had absolutely no idea if any of it was usable anymore.
I was a long way from home, on my own, in a country where I didnât speak the language.
And for the first time on that trip, I genuinely thought:
Maybe Iâve pushed this too far.
That feeling scared me more than I admitted at the time.
Because this trip meant more to me than just travelling.
When I was diagnosed with Type 1 at 20, I was terrified that my life was going to become smaller. That every decision from then on would have this extra question attached to it:
Can I actually do that with diabetes?
Travelling alone was almost my way of fighting back against that.
So sitting on that hostel bed looking at frozen insulin felt like diabetes had finally caught up with me.
I felt stupid.
I felt scared.
And if Iâm completely truthful, there was a part of me that just wanted to be at home.
But I wasnât.
So I had to work it out.
A few days later I was back in Hanoi, speaking to doctors, pharmacies and my travel insurer, trying to get enough replacement insulin to continue.
Eventually, I did.
And I carried on travelling.
I donât tell this story because I think everyone with Type 1 should throw themselves into situations that scare them.
I tell it because I spent a long time thinking being brave meant not being scared.
I donât think that anymore.
Sometimes youâre thousands of miles from home, absolutely sh****ng yourself, wondering whether youâve made a massive mistakeâŠ
and you carry on anyway.
Type 1 diabetes has made travelling harder.
It has scared the s**t out of me at times.
But I refuse to let fear have the deciding vote.