It totally sucks…but there is a bright side.
Personally I was completely oblivious to the signals that our bodies tell us regularly…until I was diagnosed. I ate crap, and never stopped to think of how that crap would affect me. I was pretty active, but now I know the importance of staying active. I’ve realized which of my friends truly care about me and my well-being. It brought me closer to my parents. And I would have never had the opportunity to be part of this kick-butt community that is really supportive and helpful. As an uninsured diabetic I have realized the inequity of healthcare in this country, and I’m now more passionate than ever about making sure everyone in this county can afford quality care…you shouldn’t have to be wealthy to be healthy.
There is plenty to get down on, and I’m not trying to belittle your concerns. But we have the choice here to be pitiful or powerful.
I chose powerful.