I Didn’t Beat Diabetes, I Fight with It
Yesterday, someone wrote to me the following sentence. “I want you to tell me how to beat diabetes, like you.”
This simple statement stopped me in my tracks because that’s not how I perceive it.
Yes, I’ve shed nearly 100 lbs. Yes, I have run over thirty 5k races. Yes, I eat healthier now and have more discipline around food than I use to have.
But, I haven’t beat diabetes.
I wake up every day and I fight with diabetes.
There are days when I win.
There are days when my blood sugar stays in a range that I am happy with it. There are days when diabetes isn’t a second thought. There are days when management is second nature and I don’t skip a step.
However, there are also days when I lose.
Days when I am so tired of fighting that I wave my white flag. Days when I am sick of pricking my fingertips and decide to take time off. Days when a hypo wipes me out and my productivity drops significantly.
These aren’t days that I win. These are days when diabetes, in fact, beats me.
We go back and forth, though.
I may not win every time, but I am here to fight.
I am here to not let diabetes steal all my joy. I am here to make sure that I live as healthy as I can. I am here to live as long as I can.
I haven’t beat diabetes so I can’t tell anyone else how to. I can, however, encourage you how to fight. I can support you getting back up when you get knocked down. And I can remind you that it’s important to constantly fight with diabetes and stay focused on winning the war, even if we lose a few battles.