Some days I just don’t get you.
You are like my BFF, I’ve known you like forever. But you confuse me sometimes.
After a day of fasting (because frankly I forgot to eat, too busy) the next day i gained 4 pounds. How do you DO THAT?? Really?
And we had three days of great sugars and for no apparent reason (you know I took my meds, ate right, drank my fluids) I woke up with a sugar 40 points higher than expected. What’s THAT about??
Some days I think you are mad at me.
Some days I think you are testing me.
Some days I think you are making fun of me.
And then I remember you are human. And not a machine. And there are SO MANY things influencing you that I don’t always think about and I decide you are doing the best you can.
I caution myself to patience.
I remind myself that tomorrow is another day.
I scan my journal for reasons and remind myself that you can’t predict everything and that life is full of surprises.
I am a reasonable woman and even though my husband says that is an oxymoron – I can love you body even though you aren’t always logical.