What happened last Monday devestated lives.
Individuals,families, institutions, a nation.
People came together, because in times like these,
you have to. You need support, and you need to carry
on.No one can deny that it happened, the evidence is
all too real.
What happened last Tuesday only impacted one life.
And I can't talk about it, not even on my blog because
the denial is all too strong. I'm stuck on stage #1.
I don't know about others, but being diagnosed with
diabetes wasn't like that at all. I knew I had
something, and was frankly relieved that it wasn't
cancer or anything worse.Acceptance of diabetes was easy. My d-life
struggles, revolve around stage #2 and #4. Although I
suppose denial, can refer to more then just a
diagnosis, it can refer to practically anything about
diabetes. (stuff to do, complications,etc.)
When I get over the denial, I'll talk about it. Probably
too much- especially in the anger phase. I know you guys
have probably gone through this(in some degree) so you know what its
like. It takes time.Right
now though, I'd rather talk about happier subjects, like the three newest toys in my life.
(grown-ups like toys too..)
This is toy #1
(tis the season...for a brand new mower!)
(having been ipod-less since early March, I hardly know how to act...I love Apple customer service!)
(my new automatic wrist blood pressure thingie. I hate to admit it,but its sort of cool)