Living well with diabetes, I started with the big picture. What are my life priorities?
When I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes I was forced to look at how I was doing things.
What are my habits? How do they affect my health? How am I spending my time? What is most important to me? What am I willing to do differently? What am I not?
Frankly, it was overwhelming. Where to start?
I started with the big picture. What and who are most important to me? Looking back on my life from 60 or 70 or 80 or 90 years old what do I want to see? (Yeah, I think I can live that long.) What do I want to get out of life? What experiences? What relationships? What impact do I want to have? Continue reading “Living Well With Diabetes: Life Priorities”
When I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes it took the wind out of my sails. It really made me stop. It made me stop and think and feel and worry. As with any chronic illness, diabetes means you have to change the way your living. If not, it only gets worse.
When I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes it took the wind out of my sails.
It really made me stop. It made me stop, and think, and feel, and worry. I thought of all the people I know that have diabetes. I thought about how well or poorly they managed their health. I felt sad and scared and overwhelmed. I worried that I would fail.
As with any chronic illness, diabetes means you have to change the way you are living. You have to do something. If not, it only gets worse.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. As we worked on the menu I felt frustration. So many traditional Thanksgiving dishes are full of carbs and fat.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. As we worked on the menu I felt frustration. So many traditional Thanksgiving dishes are full of carbs and fat. Stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls, pie, candied this and that. In short, this is a meal that can be a nightmare for people with diabetes.
No, it’s not a yacht as Ertha Kitt sang. As a person with diabetes please don’t give me sweets or baked goods.
We all know the drill for Secret Santa: Find some little thing that says “Happy Holidays.” Make it pretty with fancy wrapping paper or a gift bags. (Ever spend more on the wrapping than the gift? But I digress.) Add it to the stack in the breakroom. And wait anxiously for the time when the gifts are opened.
Secret Santa poses a number of social dilemnas : Don’t spend more than the set amount. Make sure it’s not too personal. Make sure it’s safe for work. No inside jokes. Etc. Etc. Etc. Add diabetes to the mix and a fun holiday tradition can become one more obligation.