Day 72 & 73.

I hurt myself working out yesterday so I didn’t have it in me to edit pictures and post. I’m okay, just overdid it a little.

8pts.

7pts

15pts

Walked for 35 minutes. Earned 15 activity points.

9pts.

2pts.

7pts.

No exercise today.

Day 71.

My eggs were excellent this morning. I had them with a bagel and canadian bacon for 6.5 pts.

Chicken sandwich, tomato salad, and chips with salsa for 6pts

Oven baked chicken and with fries for 10pts.

I walked outside today TWICE, once before breakfast and once before lunch totaling 40 minutes for 15 activity points.

Weigh-in. End of Week 10.

I lost 1lb this week brining my 10 week total to 44.4lbs

I sabotaged myself this week. I was so close to fifty and I didn’t do everything I could have.

I have 15 days and 2 weigh-ins left before going to the doctor. I only need to lose 5.6 to get to my 50lb goal and I intend on getting there.

Day 70.

Grilled bagel with ham and cheese 3pts

Meatballs, 3pts.

Sushi…which unless it was 38pts I’ll be okay.

Walked  my mile in 19:30 for 11 activity points. I also wore my fancy new walking undies.

Day 69.

7pts for breakfast (old pic)

Chicken sandwich with an apple and caramel for 7pts

Tilapia, fries, and broccoli with cheese for 7pts.

I walked for 41 minutes (two miles) and earned 15 activity points.

Day 68

Mini bagels, eggs, ham, 6pts

Sloppy joe, caramel, apple, 6pts

Burger with shells and cheese 10pts.

Walked a mile and earned 11 activity points.

Day 67.

No picture of breakfast, I was in a rush this morning and had to resort to eating in the car. It was 10pts though

Roast beef sandwich with pringles, an apple, and caramel sauce for 6pts.

Sloppy joes! I’ve been craving these and made sure I had points left over to enjoy them. 11pts with the pringles.

Weather finally cleared up so I walked for a half hour.

Day 66.

Scrambled eggs with hash browns, ham, onions, and green onions with waffles for 10pts.

Chicken sandwich 11pts.

Spicy chicken and spaghetti 11.5

Day 65.

Eggs, bagel, the usual, 8pts.

5pt chicken and ham bagel and a gigantic salad

Hash browns, brussel sprouts, and chicken 9.5

Crappy weather all day, I actually wanted to go for my walk and couldn’t.

A year in the life.

Five years ago I was at my grandma’s house waiting for hurricane Katrina to hit and destroy my life.

A year ago I was rushed to the CCU at Morton Plant in Florida, where a whole team of doctors told me I was in diabetic ketoacidosis and had been diabetic unknowingly for quite a while. My mom was with me and remarked that the end of August just was not a good time of year for me. Ain’t that the truth?

Two months before I ended up in the hospital I ordered Chinese food which I couldn’t keep down. I attributed it to food poisoning and then ignored the constant vomiting, urination, and fatigue that would plague me until I got a much needed dose of insulin in the emergency room.

I was in the hospital for four days with nothing to do but think. I kept drawing similarities between the hurricane and being diagnosed as diabetic because both events were really life changing. I lost everything in the hurricane, everything I owned, my home, things I can never get back, and I’d lose it all over again to just be healthy. Hell, I’d go through it every year just to be healthy.

Right now I’m doing everything I can to live a healthier life. I’m eating a cleaner, healthier diet, and exercising every day. I see the results and every morning my fasting blood sugar gets a little lower and more consistently average. I actually have vivid dreams about living a life without five daily injections, but I have a long way to go and no guarantee that I’ll ever have that.

My grandfather, before he died, was diabetic and I saw him injecting insulin when I was a kid, but it never really struck me the way it should have. Seeing that should have been enough for me to make changes before it was too late. I didn’t make those changes and to this day it’s one of my biggest regrets. I can’t change the past, but hopefully I can help someone else make a change in their lives and in their children’s lives.

My mom cooked breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday. I didn’t have fast food growing up, and I was still diabetic at the age of 27. I see parents today feeding their children fast food with disturbing regularity because it’s fast, cheap, and convenient. Everyday I see children rewarded for good behavior with mounds of ice cream, cakes, and candies.

You’re not feeding your children. You’re not rewarding your children. You’re killing your children and dooming them to this:

In the past year I’ve injected myself 1,825 times with 67,525 units of Humalog and Levemir.

Here’s what that amounts to:

I’m hoping McDonald’s seems a little less convenient now.