My doctor's office called last week and asked me to come in to see him, and this morning I had my appointment. The news he had for me was something I thought I'd hear someday because several members of my family have had this, but that didn't soften the words too much when he said "You've got Diabetes."
It's early and relatively mild, so we're going to start treating it through diet and activity (at least he didn't say the "exercise" word). As a diabetic, I've joined a pretty large group and have a lot to learn.
Things will be different, I realized, when I arrived at my office later in the day and saw the big bulging bag of candy a friend had given me last week. It was a great gift - the aftermath of a very funny conversation. I don't want to tell her I can't finish it now.
Little things.
And gratitude that I've lived almost 61 years before my D-Day.
Jim
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