It has been a bit difficult for the past few weeks. A friend of mine is going to have a triple bypass surgery tomorrow, and my thoughts are with her, but on the other hand she is the type of person who for at least the last 10 years has broken all the rules a diabetic can break, she seldom took her readings, ate what she wanted to and did take her insulin regularly,
Now every one in her family are gathering around her in a panic, and I know she is scared silly, and I truly feel for her.
When I went to see her I approached her on the fact that once she has recovered from her surgery we might do some walking together, It was at this time I saw something in her I had never seen before She started to pout like a small child. "I have made a lot of life style changes and every one wants me to do more" At that time the male nurse was telling her that if she was to recover she would need to take her blood readings 4 times a day, eat properly and start moving a lot more, she was furious and said I will do all that but at my own speed, meaning never. And once more began pouting.
I have learned a long time ago that I will not get upset over things I have no control over, and She is one thing I have no sway, nor options to assist.She is finally getting it that she is living on the very edge of life, if she hadn't passed out in public she may have never lived.
I have to admit that at first I was very angry with her, and that did not make sense to me until I thought it through, it wasn't her I was mad at it was myself as I am in control of me and I am just as bad at breaking the rules as she is I am caring 60 extra pounds and now am in the process of trying to get rid of it,
So on this Thanksgiving day I am thankful to my friend for giving me a wake up call, I truly hopes she has one to
