Wow, it's been a long time since I've logged on, the site has changed again!
My doctor's office called me today and told me that for the third time, my blood sugar reading says that I'm a full-blown type 2 diabetic. I'm not really surprised as my health has never been a priority with me, my parents were both type 2 diabetics and so is at least one of my sisters. Now that this keeps happening (hence the "third time" phrase in the previous sentence), I have to face that fact that this may really be true. I told the doctor I did not want to take medication but wanted to try lifestyle changes first. She actually agreed to this. Now the kicker. I don't want to make lifestyle changes. I am too in love with carbs and sugar and cupcakes and ice cream and I love to bake cookies and pies and cakes... A plate full of vegetables for dinner sounds so BORING and unpalatable. I feel like all the enjoyment has been taken out of life. I turn to food when I'm upset or depressed or angry. It's something to look forward to when I've had a bad day. It just pisses me off that this is happening to me. Yes, yes, I know, there are a lot worse things out there. But I still feel this way.