I try to take care of myself, but some days I just want to sit around the house and be lazy. However if I want to control my diabetes, I need to exercise as well as eat right. Tuesday morning was a little wake up call. I wasn't in the mood to go work out so I asked my youngest, "Do you want to go to the Y or do you want to just go home and watch TV?" She wanted to go to the Y. "Don't you want to go home and watch [insert favorite PBS show]?" (Can you tell I didn't want to work out?) "No, Mommy, you need to go to the Y. I don't want your legs cut off." Wow!
Sometimes my children don't want their parents going to the Y to work out. They enjoy having us at home. Our forth one is especially vocal about her objections. Finally I asked her if she wanted to push me around in a wheelchair. Umm, no. Then I explained to her what happened to my grandfather who passed away when I was a young teenager. He had Type 2 diabetes as well as other illnesses. He lost both of his legs due to gangrene. Of course the complexities of that don't always click with an eight year old, so I put it very bluntly - my grandfather lost both of his legs to diabetes; he had to have them cut off. When I told her that, she realized how serious diabetes can be.
I don't know all the details of Grandpa's medical condition, but I do know that he is now my inspiration to take care of myself. I have finally accepted that having special mommy only snacks and working out at the Y are not selfish things. Looking at my precious children I realize that taking care of myself is the most selfless thing I could ever do. I have to be good to myself first if I'm going to do them any good.