The “C” word

From Karen:
Sunday 5/16 – Dream a little dream – life after a cure. To wrap up Diabetes Blog Week, let?s pretend a cure has been found. We are all given a tiny little pill to swallow and *poof* our pancreases are back in working order. No side effects. No more insulin resistance. No more diabetes. Tell us what your life is now like. Or take us through your first day celebrating life without the Big D. Blog about how you imagine you would feel if you no longer were a Person With Diabetes.

Boy, this question carries a lot of baggage. I have been through the “within 5 years” promise six times and counting, and admit that I am a little jaded when it comes to the thinking about the “C” word. But, we are to dream here, right?

I think I would be in total disbelief at first. I would go out and spontaneously exercise until my feet bled, testing every 15 minutes along the way, just to prove to myself that I could do it (without having to make impossible adjustments to balance a broken endocrine system).

I would not go out and eat a huge dessert, or swallow down 4000 grams of carbs, just because I could. I imagine myself finally being able to tune in to my body and its signals, allowing me to find some balance.

I imagine basking in the positive feeling of my body healing itself of any and all diabetes related damage. I imagine having a bunch of extra mental energy and capacity, which I could direct toward something besides diabetes.

I imagine all of us staying in touch, growing old and sharing stories of our lives after diabetes, because that is what friends would do.

 

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Scott K. Johnson

Patient voice, speaker, writer, advocate. Living life with diabetes and telling my story. Patient Success Manager, USA for mySugr (All opinions expressed are my own and do not necessarily represent the position of my employer).

Diagnosed in April of 1980, I recognize the incredible mental struggle of living with diabetes. Read more…