4 years ago what was intended to be a 15 minute nap ended up becoming  a 6 hour flirtation with a diabetic coma, blood glucose of 41 mmol/L, followed by 5 days hospitalized in the middle of the 2nd wave of the covid pandemic followed by three months of blindness, weekly battles to remain on short term disability leave, months fighting severe depression while navigating a decrepit healthcare system and inhumane health insurance policies all while living alone.

The old me is long gone and dead, but I’m starting to like the new version a lot more lately (finally). 

One day at a time.

41 🩸 is wild! Holy fack 

My personal ‘best’ is 26 

Glad you have it in check now. Not easy to do. Be proud of that

Yeah my nurse said he’d never seen anyone conscious 40+ in his entire career. 

Someone had died there the week before with 33 … so it was definitely quite scary intro to being diagnosed.

yeah same - for me it was work and pandemic stress

Looking back on that time. What surprises me the most is all the excuses I made up in my head of why it is that I should feel like that.

Working too much. Not sleeping enough. Getting older. Etc etc 

Turns out my pancreas is just a POS