Monday, February 04, 2013
This is the first day of the rest of my life. Course, I could say that any day is the first day but I gotta start somewhere. LOL. For most of my 44 years, I have lived however I wanted but always mindful of what others needed from me. So, it is hard to step back and say, "I have to do this for me . . ."
In August 2012 I very suddenly lost my distance vision. I had worn glasses for years but this was spooky fast. Anything past 5 foot was just a colorful smear. Made driving a real adventure.
A call to the eye doctor sent me packing to my physician. Where, you guessed it, a blood sugar over 400 started me on my current adventure called "Living with Type 2 Diabetes" or as I call it, "What do you mean I can't eat the whole cake????"
Cake isn't really my downfall and I shouldn't blame it. I'm sorry, Cake. My downfall is soda pop. Particularly Pepsi. God how I miss that brown sugary concoction. Oh, I still allow myself 1 a day and somedays that is the high point of my day. Not so long ago I allowed myself to consume massive amounts of it . . . about 6-7 32oz glasses a day. But, no more! Now it is water, crystal light, water, and more water. Whew!
I am also trying to exercise more. Ok, I really shouldn't say "more". I should say, "After years of doing absolutely nothing I am exercising. It hurts. Parts I didn't know I had are hurting. The couch is crying because I am no longer keeping it eternally warm with my butt." There. That didn't hurt too much.
So, I am working this one day at a time (just like my Dad taught me).