This has been one hell of a week. Emotions have run the full spectrum going up and down all week long. Much has been revealed with far great shock value to me than I had ever expected. Honestly, I did not expect myself to react the way that I have. The turn of events can be life threatening but I do not think I am at that level. However, based upon how my Dr has been reacting, the nurse has been feeding me information, it's not a time for taking things lightly.
I have a wonderful family with a good wife and a great little 8 year old son. Sure we have our issues but who doesn't. There is much to strive for and LIVE for. I have never been a very athletic person and I've gone back and forth with eating junk versus eating healthy. For the most part, I eat well but I eat too much of well. About a year ago, actually a little less, I got more serious about taking better care of myself. I started exercising and trying to get fit. I've lost something like 25 lbs that are staying off. I've hit a lull and have stayed even bot a bit plus or minus a few pounds. I was getting even more eager to get the rest of the weight I want off to reach my goal. I even got slightly excited at the Doctors office when I weighed in at only 223 fully dressed with boots, keys, phone and all! When my son was born, I was 217 with most of that removed. So YES I was proud of myself.
SO when I was told about my diabetes, and how serious it is at this very moment, I was set back on my heels a bit. I know it is treatable but this will not be an easy step forward. The family history and what my brother is going through at this very moment has me very concerned. And his numbers are not nearly as bad as mine are. In the next few weeks, I will have plenty more doctors to see and I will try and get a better grip on my emotions.
Bad start but hopefully a great finish to our summer. I hope yours is starting off better than mine has. (((Hugs)))
