Tuesday, February 22, 2011

“I am ill at these numbers”

7 days… 168 hours… 10,080 seconds….
That how long I’ve been trying to adapt to a whole new lifestyle.

No, I’m not gay now [not that there’s anything wrong with that].   I found out last Monday that I have Type 2 Diabetes.    Yep, lucky me, I get to take medicine 3x a day and poke my finger 4x.      Aren’t you jealous?

I blame my knee injury two years ago.    I was heavy before my accident, but I had started going to Curves 2 or 3 times a week in the hopes of losing weight.     I had only been going for about 6 weeks [I used my work bonus to pay for 6 months worth] when my knee got destroyed.      I was on crutches for 3 months and could barely walk for about 5 months after that.      The pound piled on—and the comfort eating too.      I tried, but…… well, the spirit was as weak as the flesh, to paraphrase something.

And it’s my weight that has pushed me into this newest ailment/challenge.      I must eat properly, take my meds and exercise—I have no choice.       I don’t.

The past week has been spent processing all of this—and going thru chocolate withdrawal.      I’ve had to struggle my way through the initial nausea and other side effects.   It seems to be getting better, so I’ll just grit my teeth and keep on keeping on.

I’ve had to overcome my heebee jeebies at sticking a pin in my finger to test my blood’s glucose levels 3—4 times a day.    [Those lancets hurt like a mo-fo.]

I’ll have to attend classes on nutrition and the like so I know what choices to make when it comes to meals.
Yeah—it’s fun times ahead for me.

On the one hand I keep thinking “How much more crap am I expected to deal with?”  


—on the other I do know it could be so much worse.

So, I will keep trying to see the good in everything—and find the funny.    But I may have my off days.


  1. so sorry to hear this. it runs in my family, my maternal grandfather and aunt both had it but so far it seems to have skipped my generation. I know quite a few adults who have developed it as well. I think having to stick myself 3 or 4 times a day would be the worst of it for me.

  2. Good for you! I've been diagnosed with Type 2 and bumping up against the reality of just how addicted I am to my comfort foods. Have lost 20 pounds though.

  3. That’s a huge adjustment. I’m sure you’ve heard this already that with time it will get easier. Hang in there.

  4. thanks for the love gang....
    one thing I've learned--I'd make a lousy IV drug user. This sticking yourself thing is for the birds

  5. just checking in to see how you've been doing and feeling. Thinking of you!