Here I am going on with my life and for the most part happy with how it's all going. Now life is full of surprises and glitches but damn, sometimes it really hits you out of the blue with a foul ball.
A week ago Sunday I had to go to the minor med because of something stupid on my part, remember I'm good at that sort of thing, and after doing blood work was told I might have a problem with my sugar. OK when you say a problem just how big a problem are we talking about? Maybe a big one. Was the short answer.
So Monday morning bright and early I made an appointment and was able to get it for Thursday morning. I get up that morning and I'm sitting in the office right on time.
After a fairly long drawn out visit doing the doctor/patient thing, not because I was having to wait for anyone very long they were taking that much time with me, my doctor comes in and informs me formally that I am diabetic and everything regarding that fact is way high.
I have now given up some very long held habits and not to pleased with that fact. I love Coca-Cola. I even took that Pepsi, yuk, challenge more years ago than I care to think about and Pepsi lost. Now that was funny. After I picked Coke I turned to leave and the young lady who was working that little gig tried to give me the container with the Pepsi and told me I could take it with me. You're kidding right? I asked if I could have the one with Coca-Cola and her top it off. She wasn't happy about that.
Anyway back to my story. Yes I'm Diabetic. Yes it means some major changes in my life but I will not let this get the best of me. Here that Diabetes? I have every intention of kicking your no more sugar ass and take you out with a KO.
So if any of you have any suggestions on what weapons to take into this battle please let me know.
One thing for damn sure I'm still smiling and I have every intention of continuing to do just that. I have more books to write and by damn I am going to write them.