I will be turning 60 years old this December 2007. I
still think hard on the idea that I'm not only getting older, but I'm getting
older with type 2 diabetes.
I remember the first signs suggesting I was a diabetic. I
went temporarily blind for about one hour or so. I didn't know what the heck
was going on! But as I sat on the sofa, I had no choice but to accept my being
blind for life, yet it didn't happen that way.
My sight returned, and I went on as usual.
I try not to think about my situation, but it's not as
easy to do as some people think. All those terrible things that could have
happened...and although they didn't, there are those possibilities. I'm glad
I'm not drinking or doing drugs anymore because I'd probably lie down and die.
Like I said, I'm not getting young anymore, and I hope to
last long enough to die old with all my body parts intact.
I don't mean to scare any of you people out there, but
this is a clear case of depression with a real reason. So, I'll just hope for
the best, because hope is all I got going for me.
Ahmed S, 59
Baltimore, MD
133698