Back to feeling scared

After I found out that I had diabetes, I wanted to call my old friend Mike, because I knew he was living with Big "D" too. But then I remembered that he and I weren't talking to each other and I didn't want to just up and call him. But as faith would have it, I went to a party last night and there he was!! I called him over to my table and told him that I had the Big "D", the first thing he did was to look at my plate to see what I was eating (I just had one chicken wing and some fruit). I asked him questions about what my blood sugar level should be both in the morning and at night, I asked him about his medications and he was so helpful.

He then informed me that he was going blind in one of his eyes...YIKES...! I was sad because he seemed to be doing everything right, and the doctors keep telling you that this is a disease that we can live with. Well, I am back to feeling scared again.