Living With Diabetes

In honor of D-Blog day, a few thoughts on being diabetic.

I'm most probably a Type 2.  I was diagnosed when I was 42.  Same birth year that my father was diagnosed.  I'm rabid about taking care of the diabetes as best I can since he passed away at birth year 48 with congestive heart failure, probably due to diabetes complications.

Here's the good news.  I'll be 48 in December.  So far, I'm doing well.  Recently had a retinal map, no signs of complications.  Still feel my feet and my hands are doing well.  I'm still running dog agility so I'm doing infinity better than he was.

I thank the technology.  I started testing religiously as soon as I was diagnosed.

Went to insulin very early.  Within in a year when on an insulin pump.  Am currently on CGMS. 

Still, I feel the clock ticking.