Dec 01, 2006 09:17
Looks like if I plan to live until 55 - much less 85 - I'd better start treating my body like it's 45. Which, of course, it is. And one with diabetes, at that.
In the hospital, two weeks ago, I tipped the scales at my highest level yet. Yesterday, at the doctor's office, I was about 5 pounds lighter. A good start, but I need to keep it going. And it looks like I have a whole team to help me now. I have an internist, a nephrologist, a podiatrist, a urologist, an infection specialist (germologist?), and with a stress test coming up, soon a cardiologist. Oh, and probably a visit to an endrochrinologist is in my near future, although there seems to be only two of them in this half of the state.
But what does this mean to my free-wheeling, live like a teenager lifestyle? Yeah. Adios. But hopefully they will help me to rebuild myself -- better, stronger, faster. Heh.