Fear of Dying & The Realities of Diabetes!


FearI lived in fear after being diagnosed with diabetes. Most people don’t know the fear that comes with being told that if you make one mistake, you could die. A tightrope walker may fear to fall off, but they made the choice to walk the tight wire and within a minute their walk is over. Some tightrope walkers even use nets in case they fall and have years of training under their belt. They choose to risk their lives. When diagnosed with diabetes the fear is intense, because there are no nets, no years of training, you are given a few instructions and cast out into the world. How we deal with fear is different for everyone.

In my previous two blogs, I talk about the problems caused by high blood sugars and forgetting as well as misunderstandings within one’s family. Today we are going to address the fear…

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