Last April, I was diagnosed with diabetes. When I heard the news, I had a meltdown. I know many diabetics, but I've been particularly close to three.
Five years ago yesterday, my good friend and boss, Gail, died from horrible complications of diabetes. She had a triple bypass surgery, and never recovered. She lingered for seven weeks following the surgery. I can't even give the details, it still pains me to think about how awful it was for her.
Three years ago last month, my good friend Wilma almost died from non-Hodgkins lymphoma, while hospitalized to have her enlarged spleen removed. Diabetics are more susceptible to various cancers. She was in the hospital for six weeks. Her condition worsened, both physically and mentally. The prayer chain operated 24/7. Last rites were administered. Doctors removed Wilma's breathing tube and feeding tube. An hour later she woke up and started talking, asking who was this Katrina person on the news causing all that trouble in New Orleans. Truly a miracle.
And one year ago this month, my nephew, Philip died at the age of 39 from severe complications following his second pancreas transplant leaving behind five children. Little Abby still remembers him, but she was so young her memory will fade. No wonder I flipped out. Who wouldn't?
Since then I have calmed down, been educated, gotten my sugar under control and done a lot of research on the subject, although I already knew a great deal about the disease. I now understand that Gail, Wilma, and Philip are extreme examples of what diabetes can do to a person.
The bad news is: I have always been a health nut, raised on a farm, I love vegetables and eating healthy foods--yes, I like Dr. Pepper and chocolate chip cookies as much as the next person. I am aware of good nutrition but I'm not fanatic about it. For 25 years I have been studying about nutrition and downing large doses of vitamins and minerals, avoiding toxins and sunburn....all of this did not prevent me from getting diabetes. The good news is, my healthy ways seems to have helped me a lot with this disease. Other than diabetes, I'm perfectly healthy. I have no heart, kidney, pancreas, or liver damage as out of control diabetics usually do. My cholesterol is low. My blood pressure is excellent (except when I get mad). My diabetes is well under control and my blood sugar stabilized in just three months, which my doctor said is "amazing".
More good news: I never thought I would say this, but I'm glad to have diabetes. It forces me to think before I eat; to eat regularly and not to postpone exercise till tomorrow. To be aware of signals my body sends me, like a headache or just feeling weird. I do something about it promptly and that keeps my blood sugar in check. I know which foods raise my sugar and which ones don't, so I know what to eat to bring it up to normal or bring it down to normal. (On a side note, my friend Joe has diabetes. Joe doesn't eat breakfast, doesn't eat lunch, doesn't eat snacks. He works twelve hours, comes home, gorges himself on huge, heavy meals, has a few beers and watches sports. Joe has already had one bypass surgery. He is a time bomb, ticking away.)
The best thing about having diabetes: No matter how you act, you have an excuse. Cranky today? Sorry honey, my sugar is high. I'm trying not to bite your head off, but it's difficult to control. I love you! Stay out of my way!
Forget something important or say something "blonde"? My blood sugar is low, I can't think straight today. My husband never makes fun of me when I'm "blonde" and he has learned to back off when I'm grouchy. Bless his heart, he is a saint. Love ya', David!
On the subject of medication. I have always avoided drugs, I don't even like to take ibuprofen. There are so many vitamins and minerals that can fix your ailments better than drugs. Doctors have been wrong before about drug treatments. In the 1800's, doctors thought arsenic would cure syphilis. It cured it all right. In the early 1900's, they thought cocaine was just the thing to cure a heroin addiction. Look how well that worked out. In the 1950's doctors freely prescribed an anti-morning sickness drug called Thalidomide: thousands of babies were born without limbs. And now the FDA has approved this drug again for treating symptoms associated with AIDS, Behchet disease, lupus, Sjogren syndrome, rheumatoid arthritis, inflammatory bowel disease, macular degeneration, and some cancers: stand back and watch what happens there. It's like watching two trains barreling toward each other on the same track.
Many drugs have been approved by the FDA, then later yanked off the market amidst a wave of class action lawsuits: Thalidomide, Fen-Phen, Viaoxx, Fosamax....the list goes on.
So now I have to take pills three times a day and insulin once a day. I take Metformin for my blood sugar and a very small dose of Lisinopril--a blood pressure drug that has the happy side effect of preventing kidney damage from diabetes. I take a long-acting insulin just once a day at bedtime. Insulin is a hormone, not a drug. Ya' gotta have it to live. My stepmother had diabetes. She was diligent about her diet, and took insulin several times a day for many years. Suddenly, her body began to process insulin effectively and she was able to stop the insulin. She is the only person I have ever known to do that. And my doctor tells me I may be off insulin before long, too.
How do I feel about taking these drugs? Although I am a die-hard natural remedy, alternative medicine person, I absolutely believe modern medicine has its place. Metformin is a plant-derived drug, the least dangerous one on the market, and even helps me with weight loss, which is helps with the diabetes control. I would rather take my pills and feel good than face the alternative of feeling lousy, myriad health problems, poor quality of life, and early death. My children thank me. My grandchildren thank me.
The moral of this story is diabetes is manageable. It's not like cancer, that may or may not be cured, may or may not kill you, may or may not go into remission. Diabetes will not go away. You can't wish it away, you can't will it away. But it is totally, 100% manageable. For me, that meant only a slight change in lifestyle. For others, it means a major change in lifestyle. But if you don't do it, you
will develop complications and die. It's your choice: manage your diabetes or die slowly as associated diseases insidiously creep in and take over your body and your life. So please. Adopt the appropriate eating & exercise patterns (which I like to call healthstyle), take your medication faithfully, live long and prosper. Be well, be happy.