Last year starting at the beginning of November and all the way up to Thanksgiving I wrote a quick little blurb at the end of each evening post telling something that I am thankful for. When I challenged myself to do this last year, I thought it would be hard to do….It wasn’t. I found myself looking each day for something I was thankful for. I loved having the “attitude of gratitude”. That’s why this year I decided to do it again.
Today I am thankful for my health. Anyone who is around me all the time might laugh when I say that as it seems each time I go to the doctor I get some result back that tells me I am not as healthy as I might want…it’s true, I am not what I once was and honestly, I’m not going to get my 20 year old self back. That’s okay with me….I like my 48 year self even if it comes with the body I now have.
I told you that last time I went to the doctor I came home with a wrist brace and instructions to take it easy on my wrist as carpel tunnel was likely coming my way. What I didn’t tell you was that my family history of diabetes caught up with me too. I’ve been pre-diabetic for 5 years. In there I had some good days and some not so good days. Initially when I was first told years ago, I lost weight and then slowly, it’s came back to find me.
With this new diagnosis I told the doctor I wasn’t ready to go the crazy diet route again. I am more than willing to watch what I eat, but at this point, on this very day, I am not interested in loosing weight. If it happens while I watch what I eat…great. If it doesn’t great. Will I always have this attitude?…maybe. I am taking one day at a time.
I am doing exactly what the dietitian told me. I am keeping my carbs between 90 and 180 a day. During the week, it’s closer to 90..on the weekend, it creeps up but stays below the 180. I am taking my meds (no insulin) and taking my blood sugar when I am suppose to (only a couple times a week). I am also working to get a little more active. That’s enough for now. I refuse to get so obsessed with a diet that I end up hating my body and hating my life. I’ve done that before and it’s no fun for me or the people around me.
Once we get moved into the house I might change my mind and be a little more strict but for now…this is good. It’s okay that I take one day at a time.
In light of all that, I am still thankful for my health. None of what I told you is a death sentence and none of it will keep me from doing the things I want to do. I am thankful that my body has gotten me to 48 many people aren’t afforded that luxury.
Today, I am thankful for my health.