In 2005 I went to my physician for a regular checkup. I hate having my blood drawn. But, other than that, most of my checkups were fairly routine. I would always try to tune my doctor out as he would warn me about my obesity and the potential negative effects to my health. Lose weight, exercise, blah, blah, blah . . .
But this checkup was different. My doctor diagnosed me with type II diabetes. I thought surely there must be some mistake. I had a donut for breakfast. That makes a difference, right?
Unfortunately, it was not the single donut (actually 3 donuts) that I had eaten that morning that made the difference. It was a lifetime of abusing my body that led to this brutal diagnosis. I cried. I was afraid to eat anything. Soon, that fear subsided and I went back to my unhealthy ways.
April 1, 2012 I finally got fed up! As of today, November 26, 2012, I am no longer a diabetic.
In February of 2012 my A1c was 6.8. The normal range for non-diabetics is between 4.0 and 5.6. Hemoglobin A1c levels between 5.7 and 6.4 indicate an increased risk of diabetes. An A1c of 6.5 or higher indicates diabetes.
In September of 2012 my A1c had dropped to 6.0 as a result of being on my Fed Up for Life plan. At that time my doctor cut my diabetes medications in half. Today, my A1c is 5.8. My doctor told me to drop all my diabetes medications. He said I simply don’t need them. I told him to not be mad at me . . . I actually stopped taking the medicines about a month ago. He smiled.
“Bub, keep doing whatever you’re doing,” Doc said. “It’s working!”
So with that, I’m going to take my doctor’s advice.
Today, I’m 42 years old and I weigh 341 pounds. I’m no longer a diabetic. My blood pressure is 112/74. My pulse is 62. Plus, I’m having fun and enjoying my life.
So long diabetes! May I never see you again.