It's funny how every time I give myself a new injection, each time i have to do blood-work, and each time i have to prick my fingers, squeeze until enough blood comes out, it never gets easier. Sometimes I even hesitate to do it... just like the first time i learned to give myself a shot. how is it that I can hate needles so much... but depend on them for my life? how is it i can do so well one day with numbers and so awful the next.. when i try so hard to do everything right?



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This post is long overdue. This past year I have had very poor control with my diabetes. I guess I was just tired of living with this thing, this annoying pest of a disease, and I pretended that it didn't exist. Well, I'm tired of feeling like crud. I'm tired of feeling horrible to the point that I can't function right. It's time to suit up for the battle for my life. If I don't suit up now, I will be destroying and wasting a life that has so preciously been handed to me by Heavenly Father. I… Continue

I've told my story of how I was diagnosed once before, on World Diabetes Day 2008 of last year. This time, I'm telling my story in a way I've never been able to before; in a way in which I hope to finally release the pain I feel inside about the disease that I share with many of you in this community. After all, isn't it about time to let go of the hurt and start living with vibrancy and happiness once again? I think it must be time. This is my story.



It was February 8th, 2007. That… Continue