It's been a decade since I have been diagnosed diabetic and almost lost my life to a series of diabetic strokes. My wife took me to an emergency room where the attending doctor told her, 'It's just a matter of time, one more and he'll probably die in here'. Not a very consolable thing to say to a distraught wife, but I survived his prognosis.
The hardest thing for a new diabetic to do is change his diet and up his exercise level. I did hardly either until a couple of years ago when my blood levels came back at killer levels. (You'd think one would learn the first time, eh?) I was nearly fifty pounds overweight and my 'exercise' consisted of rolling around my home office in my wheeled office chair. It was time for major changes. And the first change would be my doctor. Tomorrow you'll learn why.
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Retired columnist/Author living the recluse life in the deep woods of Alabama. Working on second book. Interested in politics, a new direction for our country, and a new tax structure based upon the Fair Tax.
Member Since: 3/31/2008
