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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas 
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Die A Slow Death Breakfast – uh-mmm, where’s my double sausage and biscuit? Lunch – you want me to eat what?? Dinner - . . . aw, you know who you are and how it goes, meal after snack after meal. Crave this, must eat that – don’t touch me, don’t talk to me, I don’t even want to smell you! The doctor said, “you’re Type II Diabetic”, Lose weight, lower your cholesterol, less salt, less food, Die A Slow Death! Oh, and exercise! So, back to the top. Did that . . . and that – lost weight, got all the blood-thingys under control. Doctor was happy – I was miserable, then came Thanksgiving, Wow! What a sacrifice! But I did it! Maintained all the blood-thingys! Kept everything under control! Almost . . . died. Of envy, of want, of hunger – I’m sorry, loads of water, even the green-leafy kind does absolutely nothing for – S A T I S F A C T I O N! But all my blood-thingys loved me (Warm fuzzies all around). They happily swam around in the lack of need, desire, fulfillment, and, and happiness. All my blood-thingys loved me! And then Christmas Holidays came – I rebelled!I fought! I lived!!! My blood-thingys went nuts – I went giddy, happy, warm all over, in Love Again, with EATING! New Year - Oops! Starting from scratch is horrible. All the ground gained, is gone. All the indicators say – I’m dying. A slow death. Miserable, craving, hungry, dissatisfied, But all my blood-things love me. Sorta. And my doctor . . . Screw him!
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hah! I'm a Type II Diabetic also, J. Doctor ran down to me all the things I should and should not do. Except for losing some weight I did what I wanted to do. They said, don't eat this . . . I ate that. I have never dieted like they said I was supposed to, except for cutting back on how much I ate. Every time they checked me out they praised me for following their orders. (snicker) To this day I eat what I want. I drink alcohol drinks (wine) before I go to bed. I'm good to go. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (04-28-2018 07:07 PM).] |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
You've a system that works, Jerry. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I hear ya Jimmy. But I'm still listening to my Dr. because I don't wan't to stroke out eating a doughnut...er...ah...doughnuts.  ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Jimmy? ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Jerry? - Sorry, I was eating. . . j. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
It wasn't you, jwesley. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Jimmy... Type II also. Did my best following my doctors orders for lots of years, then said to HELL with it I eat what I want and leave the rest up to the Lord above. Doing okay I guess, still living...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ |
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