Well - my dread has come to pass.
I have been diagnosed with diabetes.
I watched my father and my youngest brother struggle with this disease. Then my darling husband was diagnosed about 8 years ago and I have accompanied him over the hills and through the valleys on his journey.
Now it's my turn and I'm not so excited about beginning my own journey. But I must. I know that I am starting from a good place because in the last four months I have begun exercising and dieting - my weight is down 25 1/2 pounds. My doctor assured me that I can most likely control it with diet, exercise and weight loss - so I just need to continue on my current routine.
I will be meeting with a diabetic nutritionist to learn how I can care for myself. You'd think that having a husband with the disease would have prepared me for what I will be facing. But, now that I know it's MY disease also, I feel like a new babe.
I'm scared. I have a lot of life left to live, a lot of loving left to do. I guess that means I better get on with the gettin on, huh?
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Oh Mary, you didn't tell me you got the results back! Please let me know if there is anything I can do. {{HUGS}}
Mary I had no idea that you were dealing with an issue like this. You didn't say anything about it on the board.
Please know that you are in my thoughts prayers and I hope that the transition is easy for you.
(And it is different when the disease is yours.)
I am always here for you if you wannt to visit (that always goes both ways.)
If there is anything I can do from my end for you, please, just ask.
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