After months of procrastinating, I went to have a chat with my doc. This family doc is new to me, so our conversation was a little bumpy.
"If you were 80," he said in a very direct tone, "I could accept these numbers. But not at 49."
I have had a couple of epiphanies speaking with nutritionists, a nurse, a few diabetic pals, as well as a couple of doctors since my numbers started to climb. I had always looked at my diabetes as managed as long as my numbers stayed below the threshold but when you are maxed on meds, up walking with the birds 4 days a week, eating mostly right, and the numbers climb, things are no longer manageable, and certainly not easy.