This past weekend was a sad time around our house. A very good friend of Jim and myself passed away on Saturday from uncontrolled Diabetes. Everyone who knew Stan, constantly was telling him to lose weight and watch his Blood Glucose. He was a type 2 diabetic for about 15 years. He used every excuse in the book to continue his poor eating choices. Which led to an amputated toe, triple by-pass surgery and kidney dialysis. His wife nagged, cajoled, begged and prayed for him to take care of himself. Now she is a widow. He had 2 sons and 3 grandchildren from a previous marriage left to mourn him too.
There were about 200 mourners at the funeral yesterday. He was a terrific guy who left a lot of friends, including my husband to miss him. I thought the rest of the day about this disease that takes a person from his friends. I think I need to work on my blood glucose levels that I have let wander these past few months. In tribute to Stan, I will work on getting them down to lower levels.
His is a sad story and I certainly don't want mine to be.