On Saturday, August 29th at 3:30 pm my wake up call came in. Hard. I'm at Chipotle's with one of my good friends and I was a lil jittery and so i'm like yeah... let me eat something. I eat. Feel a lil better for about 15 minutes. Then {{{ALARM, ALARM}}}!!!! My body just became completely weak... dizzy... nauseous... disoriented... and I just began to say... "take me to the hospital, take me to the hospital"..... get to the hospital, i'm freakin' out completely... they check my blood sugar and discover that it's a WHOPPING 233! 83 points above what it should be!
They check me into the hospital and begin their barrage of tests to figure out what's going on. I'm so afraid at this point that i'll end up like my father, his mother, my mother's father, my mother's mother and so many others that have suffered from the horrible horrible diabetes DEMON!! I begin to pray that God will give me another chance... a chance to fix this. I heard Him when He told me over a year ago that i needed to change my diet "or else"... why didn't I listen?!?!?! "Lord, please just give me another chance to change my diet so that i can change my circumstances"... "please"... "Hear my prayer Lord"... He heard me.
The doctor comes in on the second day and says, " I have good news and terrible news... which one do you want first"? My butt instantly begins to cringe... "Terrible news first, please"? He clears his throat, "We think it's type II diabetes and Diabetes itself is a horrible disease... it can be life threatening... it can totally ruin your life and even your chances for a good life"... I sink. I beg him for good news, "Well damn... what's the good news then"?... okay not so much begging but a lil ornery at this point. He begins, "Type II Diabetes is benign and is totally reversible if you completely change your eating habits and work out on a SUPER regular basis".... like i said... He heard me.
They totally could've come in and said, "YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO LIVE........ACTUALLY NOW YOU HAVE 4 minutes and 59 seconds... hahahahahHAHA!!!" ... but no... they didn't. They told my life is totally in my own hands at this point. Which really is kinda worse if you think about it. I suck and consistency. But now i HAVE to be consistent or I'll kill myself!??!! What kinda CRAP is that?!?!?! Be perfect in your decision making or you'll DIE!!?!?!?! Okay so maybe that's a lil dramatic but I don't know how well this is going to end for me. Everybody thinks that i don't have kids because we haven't had much luck... nah... it's because GOD FORBID ANYBODY'S LIFE BE IN MY HANDS... even my own!!!
Needless to say... this is the worse wake up call of my entire life. Now, i can't go back to sleep. Ever.
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