So I’m gonna tell you all a bit about myself. My name is Cheryl. I’m married, my husbands name is Jeremy, we’ve been together almost 8 years married almost 6 this coming September. Between me and my husband we have 6 kids, he has 2 bio and one step froma previous, Stacia (9) Sereena (8) and Tiffany (12, his step), then together we have our twin girls Cayla and Dyanna they are 16 months, then there is my 10 yr old daughter Skye from a previous. I have had Type 2 Diabetes for about 5 years now. Do I have it under comtrol? Oh heck no! Do I try? No. I know I am slowly killing myself with food, which sounds funny, but I am. I won’t lie, food is my addiction, my husband smokes, I eat. I feel like crap everyday because my blood sugars are on a roller coaster ride. I finally stopped getting on my husband about smoking and telling him hes killing himself because I am doing the same thing. And the sad thing is both me and my hubby feed each others addictions, when he doesn’t have smokes instead of helping him try to quit I go buy him a pack before I kill him, my hubby brings home junk food, candy, anything and everything I shouldn’t have and I eat it. Every doctor so far whole heartedly thinks I can control my Diabetes with diet… HELLO!!! I weigh 236 pounds, I’ve been over weight since I was 5 years old, what in the right freaking mind thinks I can control my Diabetes with diet? Ok yes I did do it when I was pregnant with my twins, my A1C was 5.0, blood sugars were usually always good. I had the babies, went back on my regular junk food diet, and now I’m back up to like 6.0 or 6.5 I don’t test my sugars, I don’t have the money to pay for prescriptions, my doctor did give me free samples of januvia, haven’t been taking it. Do I care that I have Diabetes? Yes I do. Do I take it seriously? Not like I should. And if your wondering? Yes I do have depression, which doesn’t help, because depression makes it so I don’t really care. Example, I just got done eating 3 pancakes with pecan syrup (with help from the babies) it sounded good this morning, it taste good, and now I feel like crap, I want to vomit, my head hurts, i’m tired, and I’m cranky. Was it worth it? No. But I will eat something again later that will sound good, and taste good, and again regret it. My husband is no help, he is always bringing me candy bars, and stuff I know I soooooo should not be eating. One time I asked him “Why do you get me this stuff when you know I’m Diabetic?” basically trying to put the blame on him for me eating this crap, his response, “Well with the way you eat I forget you have it.” Plain as day, there you go. So I can’t TOTALLY blame him, but he truly has never shown any support. Yes he went to the classes with me. But how can I expect him to support me when he has a smoking habit, just like when he watches those commercials on tv of the nasty black lungs of someone who smokes, he will light up a smoke while watching, me I know 2 people in my life who have Diabetes, and both are dying from it, one is in a wheel chair and the other has been in and out of the hospital for multiple complications due to diabetes, I look at them both while I shove pizza and cake into my mouth. Yes I am crying out for help. And it frustrates me that I can’t get the doctors to listen to me or help me like they should. Sorry this was so long. Something I just needed to get out. Thanks for listening and now you know more about me.