It isn't what I am, it's what I have. A disease. And it wouldn't be too remarkable even to me--who has this thing--except that it changes everything. It turned food, which has always been my enemy since about, oh, when I started working at Baskin Robbins 23 years ago, into medicine. Or poison. Food is now not just food...you eat, you sleep, you live, you die. No. To me, living with diabetes has turned food into something I am afraid of. If I eat the right amounts of the right stuff, I will live healthy and happy. If I eat the wrong things...or even the right things in the wrong amounts...I'm poisoning myself.
Oh, I just love a challenge.
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...
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