My dad is diagnosed with type II Diabetes. He has always reported that his blood sugars are controlled, and he eats healthy foods--not much sugar, not much processed foods. He is, however, between 325-350 pounds. But he reported to me that he was under control, so I had to accept that.
Until this last monday, when he reported to me that he's been put on insulin because he's worked his way through ALL the other oral meds and they can't control his sugars anymore. WHAT??? Here I was under the impression that he's fine and he turns around and tells me he's on insulin now?? I was, and am, really upset. There's nothing after insulin--insulin is the LAST option they have. His doctors have told him that he's scheduled in for 1-on-1 counseling/dietician sessions, and they will do whatever they have to do to get his weight down.
This is freaking me out. Partially because this is my dad, and partially because I am very obviously my father's child. I have his short legs, his long torso, his heavy bones, his easily-built musculature. He has never had any "inherent" problems--no allergies, no sensitivities, no issues. Until this. I'm now terrified that I also have his "hidden" issues. I've been a gym goer for 15 years and I have (for the time being) a strong and healthy heart. My blood pressure is ~120/80 (yesterday it was 121/83) and my cholesterol is 172. So from that point I'm fine...but I'm still overweight. And now I'm freaked out that that's not enough. I need to get this weight off before it starts to kill me. I can't keep fooling myself. As good as my numbers are now, what's going to happen when I'm 50? My body could be gradually dying, because of this weight.
So there's my determination to get it off.
Sorry, there was really no point to this, I just needed to vent and freak out a little bit.