Almost 5 months

I had promised that when he died, I would continue to write. But I can see why so many don ’t. It is hard to think about diabetes because I truly want to completely forget about it. I don ’t want to remember a single thing about it.Yet I continue to meet people who ha be it. My 40 year old son has been diagnosed as pre-diabetic. Yes, I sort of just want to scream at him!It is hard not to admonish people when I see their plate fillers with carbs and sugar. But it is their choice.It is hard not to give free,unsolicited advice! But I don ’t. It is their disease, just like it was his.I think that ’s one of the hardest parts of being a diabetic widow. Yep...new title. But that ’s what I am. Not just a widow...but a diabetic widow. Someone who lost their spouse to this needless, senseless disease. But still...it was his disease, not mine.I have finally finished all the paperwork, business, and legwork of death. That is a happy place to be. It just take so much time. Bank accounts were the hardest. T-mobile was by far the easiest! I ’ve started ebay and am taking that ever so slowly. And I ’m still sorting, cleaning, preparing to move.But the social aspect of living is getting better. I ’ve started taking art classes, going out to lunch and dinner with friends, have even taken a couple of short trips. Winter has set in and the yard work is over for now. ...
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