Hmmm...a sad post. I don't know. I don't think that I really get sad often or most things don't really 'get me down" that really has to do with diabetes. I mean, every time I see that commercial about animal cruelty with Arms of an Angel playing in the background, I seriously contemplate crying and throwing all my money at them, but sad with diabetes, not really. I guess I get burned out more than anything. On days when my blood sugar is just whacked out for no reason, I get burned out. My thoughts from the other day have come to be just normal in my life, but on days that are especially out of whack with high or low numbers I end up talking out loud to my pump saying "WHY?!" or "WHAT THE HECK?!" My co workers, I'm sure, hear it the most and probably think I'm talking about work. After a day like that, I'm ready to just crawl into bed and hope that the next day isn't going to be as frustrating and it usually isn't.
I guess the reason why I don't get sad about me having diabetes is because I know that there is reason why I have this disease. I wouldn't be the person I am today without it. It has caused me to be strong in areas that I never would have had strength in and has humbled me enough to rely on the Lord instead of myself. I can't chalk my diagnosis up to fate, or even genetics. It is a trial given to me to overcome in this life. As much as I don't want it, I am grateful for what it has taught me.
This post was written as part of NHBPM – 30 health posts in 30 days: http://bit.ly/vU0g9J
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Acting as a temporary pancreas has also made me a stronger person, and I hope my boys grow up with this outlook as well. Everyone has something...my boys something is diabetes. But I agree, there is nothing more frustrating than a number that comes out from left field! Grrr!!
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