For me, I never thought I’d see my 20s. Because growing up, I was a very unhealthy overweight kid and teenager growing up. I had heard of people not making it to their young adult lives because of being plagued by numerous health issues, being overweight one of them.
Well I knew I wouldn’t because I planned on committing suicide. I have type 1 diabetes (since 9) so before I started having problems I would just not have to deal with it.
Unfortunately or fortunately I met my wife at 32 who had a 5 year old and now I’d feel bad doing it. At 42 I’ve had 2 heart attacks 3 stints and I’m stage 5 kidney failure on dialysis. All from being diabetic, controlled blood sugars my entire life, worked out 3 days a week, don’t drink or smoke (never have). I’m just “lucky”. I’m on the list to get a new kidney and pancreas at the start of 2027, but we’ll see what happens. I’ve already made my peace so I just live one day at a time. Had a seizure and was intubated for 24 hours, for no reason doctors tell me about 3 months ago.
So yeah the plan was 35 and be done. Then this amazing woman messed it up.
Damn, don’t tell me that. I’m trying to do everything right and I always cringe when (for an example) I eat a larger amount of bread and spike up. I have an uncle who has lost fingers, toes, kidneys, and finally the pancreas itself, but he was uncontrolled. I’ve always told myself that I’m being better.