Is it me or do some folks think diabetes is like catching a cold a few miserable days then you get back to your cheerful bubbly self and are the hit at the party,I was never that to begin with I had such a long face on me it kinda stuck that way I cannot remember I laughed at a joke or broke out in belly laughter in my case thinking the worse does not really help your cause,if i am really honest and there are times you need to be with yourself never mind others I have always taken things too seriously thinking the worst and yes it usually ended that way,trying to put a smile on a situation or condition like diabetes you really have to be a strong willed person up to 1994 I had no idea what diabetes was,or how it affects your daily life in ways you never thought of.
The constant blood checking at the best of times I hate needles ever since I accidentally walked on one and had to go to hospital to have it removed,the routine which you have to keep too concerning insulin victoza and pills you might be on,the food before every meal I ask myself will hat raise my sugar level do I really need it,life was so simple pre diabetes days and to make it even worse I have to watch the fat so it does not clog up my arteries again and i have to have more stints inserted in them which I would not wish on my worst enermy,one day I will tell you of the two occasions I went into hospital to have these things done whoooooer makes me shiver just thinking about it,it has been 15 long trying years since I was diagnosed how long I had been diabetic before that without knowing who knows and who really cares you have your own problems to deal with without me laying mine on your shoulders,back to where I was at the beginning even some family members think being diabetic is no real problem and perhaps I am milking the situation more than it needs,but let me tell them and you milk it or not I would gladly change my condition for the flu any day,to wake up tomorrow knowing diabetes had gone forever would be a dream come true, knowing the next hypo was only a fantasy and that piece of chocolate cake I could eat be happy and indulge myself silly, well not taking things that far perhaps one piece of cake would do.It is way past my victoza time so bear with me for a minute…whoops that hurt I can hear mom saying you big cry baby,it is only a needle it will not hurt it might not hurt you mom but it bought tears to my eyes,I often think when visiting family and they ask me if I would like a piece of cake or biscuits I am being anti social but no way I am trying to avoid the unpleasantness of too much sugar milling about in my blood stream,perhaps I am being too critical myself as I have said most folks have there own problems to deal with and do not want mine on top of there’s,time to go and take the rest of my morning medication sort myself out for the day check on my Angel take her some breakfast she is not eating much could do with some manner from heaven to sprinkle on her cereals to make her better soon, bye for now best wishes twiddle
