I read somewhere shortly after my diabetes diagnosis that Type 2s are prone to depression. "Not me!" I thought. "Those are the people who just can't accept their diagnosis and move on." What a shock I was in for when later I found myself over the "newness" of the disease. I won't say I've fallen into clinical depression, but I will admit that there are some days where I just sit in the corner and pout. I thank God for my children who keep me moving. Yesterday my youngest took my hand and forced me outside to see crocus blooming. That cheered me up instantly!
I'm trying to turn any sadness about diabetes into action. Instead of getting upset about the odds working against my children (Type 2 is on my side and their dad's side), I joined the ADA's Step Out: Walk to Fight Diabetes as a virtual walker (since all of the walks are too far or not a good date for our schedule). I'm even working on getting some of my friends to join me. Yes, even those reading my blog. Just click on my link to make a donation or join my team. Of course I'd also encourage people to find a walk close to them if they'd like to join in on the fun.