Feb 24, 2009 21:10
My dad was just diagnosed with diabetes. He says it's nothing serious and but on a cheerful face like he usually does. My Dad is a really great guy. He's always been there for me, he likes to play "dad" for all my friends and he even gives good lectures. It's also funny when he shares his hazy stoned days of college. I love my dad, he's amazing. It really upsets me to think that he has this disease inside him ready to take away his legs or his sight or his life.
I joke about it with Shaun even though we know Shaun may have hypoglycemia. Both of those things are big deals. They cause a lot more pain and suffering in the long run. I should be thankful that he doesn't have some thing worse like a heart disease but my Dad is my stone. He's taught me nearly everything I know. I honestly don't know what I'd do without him.
I already accepted I'd lose my Mom to a cancer or a pain problem long ago. But I always thought my dad would be stronger then that.
It's helped me realize I need to start eating healthier. I mean I've always eaten healthy but I need to start working out and cut down on my starches. I'm scared for my Dad's health and mine. My brothers are really unhealthy as well but they are have my mom's temperament which means they are very pig headed and once they've made a choice there is no going back.
I pray to everything that's up there that my Dad will be ok in the long run.
dad,
worry