Friday, October 4, 2013

Diabetes - You are on the clock!

A few weeks back I did the first post revealing that I was a diabetic.  I didn't put it out there for attention. I am also not one those people that every time they walk briskly to the other room they post the details of their "workout".  I did it because I had to do something to make myself accountable to - me.  It was probably the first time that I admitted I was a diabetic.  Honestly, I was embarrassed.  I had let myself get to a point where my over indulgence of everything was catching up to me.  It now was causing health issues.  The real bitch of it was I didn't feel bad.  I knew I was overweight, but hey I have always been a big guy.  After my bad test results and some real nice scare tactics by the doctors, things have changed drastically.

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Since August, I am down 17lbs. (that was two weeks ago at my Dr. appointment).  I am down more since then.  I have been taken off one of the diabetic medicines that I was on.  My blood sugar is ranging from 100 to 120 on the average.  I have completely changed the stuff that I shovel into my mouth.  I have eaten more green stuff since August than I have my entire life.  I still drive by White Castle every morning to and from work.  I can hear the angelic voices of those belly bombers calling my name, but I don't stop.  The biggest change is exercise.  Instead of making excuses, I make time to get on the treadmill or go to the track.  It has become a priority.  I want to be around to walk my girls down the aisle some day.

The endocrinologist that I see is the bomb.  He is not rude but he doesn't beat around the bush.  The first appointment he tells me you have fat around your belly, your blood sugar is out of control and what do you want me to do about it?  He added, this is on you and you are in control.  I will help you, but you have to do it.  When I went back for my follow up, he took me off one med and told the goal in the next few months is to have me off of everything.  It is the first doctor that I have been to who I don't feel they work for the drug company.

The bottom line is this, I got my self to that point and now I am taking the responsibility to get myself back where I need to be.  If I can do it, anyone can do it.


Semper Fi!

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

I will beat Diabetes!

I have always lived large.  I have enjoyed things and enjoyed them in mass quantities.  That also meant the way that I like to eat.  I was always young and healthy and figured that I could abuse my body as much as I wanted to and none of it would ever catch up with me.  There is a cruel joke that life plays on you, it lets you have all the fun you want when you are young and you seem to bounce back in no time.  However, there comes a time that you must start to pay the piper.  The old injuries you never took care of start to come back to haunt you.  It becomes harder to take a few pounds off when you need to.  I think most of us in that 40+ club have discovered we can't quite party like we used (nor do we want to).

Don't get my wrong I am not saying I am ready to be carted off to the glue factory.  I am still feel young.  I feel great.  I feel as strong as a horse.  Except for the few aches and pains that I have and these are expected after the years as a Marine, football player and almost ten years as a professional wrestler, I feel good.  That is where the shock came in.  A couple years ago my doctor tells me I am borderline diabetic, watch what I eat and take these pills twice a day.  I think no problem and to be honest never really changed anything that I did lifestyle wise.  This was 2 years ago.  My weight was close to 350 pounds.  I knew I was big but I felt fine.  Even though I have a long history of heart problems on both sides of the family, I felt I kept an eye on those things and was never really worried about diabetes. 

Last June 25, my Father passed away unexpectedly.  It is not the best way to lose weight, but I shed about 30 or so pounds from stress/anxiety/depression.  About 2 months ago i was having some test run at the VA, a basic physical.  The doctors tell me that my diabetes was OUT OF CONTROL.  So I went from borderline to out of control.  To say this was a little shocking would be an understatement.  I start hearing things like insulin,endocrinologist and diabetic counselor.  I am thinking WTF!  It was time for some soul searching.  It was time for a change.  I have three wonderful kids and if I want to be around for them, I needed to make some changes, immediately.

That was 2 months ago.  In the past 2 months I have seen an endocrinologist and a diabetic counselor.  I have changed my diet drastically.  I weighed this afternoon and was at 299 lbs., the first time I have seen that number in over a decade.  I have lowered my blood sugar numbers and I have been walking a couple miles each day.  I still have a long way to go.

But, I WILL beat diabetes!

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