Daily life with diabetes is like having to fight Mike Tyson, going one-on-one against Michael Jordan, or playing opposite the defending Super Bowl champions, each and every day. You are going to get your butt kicked! I have cried, cursed, prayed, and even denied this disease. Yet, when I think about my family and friends who are living with diabetes, I reflect that some have done extremely well with this illness. I would not know that person was living with diabetes if they had not told me. Then I look at those who have let the illness overcome them. They did not take care of themselves. As a consequence, I saw the amputations and living with prosthetics, I saw people whose primary mode of movement is a wheelchair. I saw people just give up and raise the white flag in surrender to diabetes.
My doctor told me that I had a choice. I could end up like my father, a double amputee of the legs. Or, I could at least attempt to walk daily or ride my bicycle. It would not hurt to change my diet and eat healthier. My medications are to help me, not cause further harm. Wearing glasses is better than being blind!
I have a lot of moments when I just want to give up. On the other hand, I am very grateful to have people in my life who are my support group. Some are diabetics. Some have diabetic family members. Some are not afflicted at all. Yet, all have the same desire—to help me cope with my diabetes. When one person's message is not getting through to me, then someone else will provide support and encouragement.
Eventually, I got over my anger with diabetes and told myself that I would try again. I have found that living with diabetes is a daily test.
I had my 51st birthday on Oct 14th. I am hanging in there as best as I can. I attempt to do the right things to cope with having diabetes. I realize that diabetes is going to be with me for the rest of my life.
I am behind the eight ball, but there are days when I feel like I can whip the best of them. I have my support group of friends and family. And because of this, I have the inner strength to continue to do the best that I can.
If you at least try every day to do the best that you can, then you avoid the diabetic burn out. Some days you are on top. Some days the diabetes will be on top. Although I may want to give up sometimes, in my heart, I have decided and am determined to keep fighting. Maybe, I can defeat Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, and become a Super Bowl Champ—all in my own way.
Otis E., 51
Phoenix, AZ
140308