Monday, November 26, 2012
Last week was the third annual Diabetes Blessings Week. I always look forward to this event from Mike Durbin of My Diabetic Heart because I love the encouragement to focus on the good things we’ve experienced from having diabetes.
I planned to have my Blessings post up on Thursday for Thanksgiving. But then the day filled up fast with cooking and eating and family and . . . well, let’s be honest. . . . and quite a bit of prosecco. Friday we left the house early for a day out with our friend. And by lunchtime on Friday it became apparent I caught the cold my Dad had been sick with during the week. So I spent Friday night and all of Saturday resting in bed.
And that, believe it or not, is my blessing. For whatever reason, maybe diabetes and maybe not, my immune system sucks. I seem to pick up every germ out there. But because I have diabetes, when I start to feel something coming on I slow way down and take care of myself. Diabetes is hard enough without tossing the flu or a cold into the mix. Without diabetes I’d probably feel inclined to power through and push myself when I really need to be home in bed. But diabetes has helped me appreciate the importance to taking care of myself when I need to. Diabetes helps me remember that when I feel something coming on, it’s time to nip it in the bud.
Diabetes has helped me learn to listen to my body and not take my health for granted. And that is a blessing.