Today marks four years since I was diagnosed with diabetes.
I’m still here, still counting and living my life diagnosed not defeated.
Each of my diaversaries are special. When I reflect on where I am now, I know that I am just where I need to be, even though I am not where I want to be in every aspect of my life.
Over the past four years I’ve learned that living and I don’t mean simply waking up in the morning and going to bed at night, I mean LIVING life is possible even though I need accommodations and I am reminded multiple times a day that my pancreas is not working properly.
Managing diabetes is no easy task and it does get the better of me some days, but overall, I am LIVING. I am making everyday count.
Hi… I just saw this. Congrats on four years! I hope the day was (and all the days since were) great.