“Hi, we’ve been asked by the nurse to book you in for a newly diagnosed diabetic appointment.”
“Oh. Ok, er … so I have diabetes then?”
“Oh, has noone spoken to you about this yet?”
“No, this is you telling me right now.”
And that’s how I found out I had diabetes.
To be fair, it wasn’t a huge shock. I’d been symptomatic for a while – constantly thirsty, peeing more often and chronically tired all of the time. I’d gone to the doctors to get checked for it and had blood taken. A few days before that call, I’d had another call telling me I had a vitamin D deficiency, and chronic fatigue is one of the symptoms of that, so I assumed I’d dodged the diabetes bullet, but no.
I was overweight for most of my life. Not obese by any stretch, but definitely overweight. I drank waaay too much. Most evenings in fact. I took little exercise and I have a genetic high cholesterol problem. I guess it was only a matter of time.
A while back I saw a speaker at a business conference talk about a guy who lost his legs and an arm in the Iraq war. Rather than being sorry for himself, he decided it would be the best thing that ever happened to him. He went on to design and make the running blades you see paralympions use.
So that’s what I’ve decided too. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. This is going to force me to eat better, take more excercise and generally start living better.
In the last month I’ve already lost weight to the point where people are noticing, my energy levels are up and I feel better. Not 100%, but better.
I wake up feeling tired, but not like I’ve been beaten up underwater, which was previously the case.
The road to wellness is long, and difficult at times but considering I already feel better than I have in years, I know it will be worth it.