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World Diabetes Day – My Story

Posted by Mitch on Nov 14, 2008

Today, November 14th, 2008, is World Diabetes Day, something I initially mentioned when talking about National Diabetes Month. Each year, millions of adults and children learn that they’re diabetic; some don’t learn it until they’ve done serious damage to themselves in some fashion. Being aware of changes in your body that you can’t explain and not being afraid to find out what might be going on could help you avert major problems later in life. I am a diabetic, and I’ve been diagnosed for 11 years. I’d like to tell you my story.

Eleven years ago, I was having the best and the worst year of my life. I got married in May of 1997, my first and only marriage, and I’ve had nothing but a great time ever since. In 1997, I took the very first vacation of my life, which was the week after I got married; man, that was a long time before taking a vacation, but my dad never took a vacation until he was in his 50’s; guess I’m a slacker.

Eleven years ago I also had breast surgery to remove a lump that was causing me pain. It wasn’t cancerous, and I have no idea where it came from, and I’d never even thought about the possibility of it being cancerous, but it was my first surgery ever. And I got it approved and paid for by the insurance company; talk about how knowledge will help you achieve things that others might not know about.

Eleven years ago, a few days after my 38th birthday, I was driving back to work from lunch in another town about 10 minutes from the hospital I was working in at the time. I had a co-worker with me, and we were going through a construction zone. In a couple of minutes, I was pulled over by a police car. The officer came to the car and said I was speeding through a work zone. I said that I knew what the speed limit was and wasn’t speeding, but he said the speed limit was reduced in that area. I said I never saw a sign, and my co-worker said there was a sign that I must have missed. I took the ticket and continued driving back to work, but I did notice that I could barely read any of the signs.

That wasn’t the first day, however. I’d noticed it most of the time for a few weeks while driving home from work. I lived over an hour away from where I worked, and it wasn’t a major highway that I drove on, so there weren’t a bunch of signs, and rarely much traffic. Yet, I noticed that I was having vision problems. I’d mentioned it to my wife, and said that it was only when driving home in the evenings; I never had the problem in the morning. So, on the day I drove home after getting the ticket and mentioning it to her again, she said we should head over to the ophthalmologist to have him take a look.

Talk about serendipity. I had gone to the same place, Sterling Optical, for about 18 or 19 years, and I’d had this same guy looking at my eyes for at least 13 of those years. My prescription hadn’t changed in at least 10 years, and I’d just had an eye exam a month before I got married. So, it was easy for me to walk in and have him take a quick look. He didn’t like what he saw, and said my vision had changed drastically from the last time I was there, and his conclusion immediately was that I might be diabetic.

The breath caught in my throat at his words. Not that I was overly surprised, because it ran in my family, but because out of all my relatives who’d gotten it, I possibly was now the youngest to get it. I figured I had at least six or seven more years before I had to think about it; now it didn’t look that way.

He recommended that I see my primary care physician, which was slightly problematic. I had never selected one because I hadn’t been to the doctors in many years. The last time I’d seen a doctor was 11 years earlier; typical American male in that regard, even though I’d had some issues that I probably should have seen a doctor for. But I was raised in a different time; you only went to doctors when your mother took you, when you broke something, or when you were on death’s bed; that was the rule at the time. My wife wanted me to go to a doctor, but I took a detour step first. Since I worked in a hospital and the emergency room was right behind my office, I went in there the next morning and talked with the physician assistant about it. He took a quick glucose test, saw that my number was just under 300, and told me I had to see a doctor; if it had been 50 points higher he’d have had to admit me.

That was that. I called this one doctor with whom I had a cordial relationship with, he took me in, diagnosed me, and started me on the first round of what would become regular check ups and visits with someone about diabetes, including education. Though I’m not the best patient in the world, I do know how to take care of myself and how I’m supposed to eat, and I follow it more often than I don’t follow it, which is a good thing. But within a week my glucose came down, which was a good thing otherwise I couldn’t have had my surgery, and over the course of the last eleven years I’ve been pretty good for the most part. If they hadn’t changed the high limit from what it was when I was diagnosed I’d be considered as almost perfect for nine of of the eleven years.

As time has progressed, I have had to go on medication, and presently take two different pills a day and two shots of insulin, which I started a year ago on November 2nd. I’m not considered dependent, as it turns out there are different variations of insulin, but it’s helped me boost what the pills can’t do on their own. If I can drop some weight, I could probably get off insulin; but, as some of you know, that’s not quite as easy as I wish it was.

Anyway, the main point of this story is that everyone needs to pay attention to symptoms that may not necessarily be what you might think are diabetic symptoms. My mother noticed my dad’s diabetes because he started losing a lot of weight, which he himself didn’t notice. I’ve met people who noticed it because they were having numbness in their limbs, and many people notice something wrong when they’re going to the bathroom all the time, or constantly thirsty. Here’s a link to many of the symptoms of diabetes, things you should be looking at if you notice any of them occurring with you or your friends and family members. Caught early, at least you have some kind of fighting chance.

There, my contribution to World Diabetes Day. If you get a chance, check out this interesting post on the day, with videos no less.

Nutritional Questions Answered

Posted by Mitch on Nov 9, 2008

I feel luckier than most people because I have a friend who’s an actual food scientist. His name is Danny Chawan (his actual first name is really long, so we don’t bother to even try), his website is Srim Enterprises, and he’s one of the top food scientists in the world. He has numerous patents for all sorts of products, and he still experiments in the basement of his house and releases, mainly through other companies, products geared towards helping all of us break down foods better, make foods taste better, and overall making process flow better so that we’re all taken care of with many of the foods we eat. I’ve nicknamed him “The Food Doctor“, and I hope that sticks with the populace in some fashion.

Anyway, after months of asking him to do it, he’s finally decided to start answering some of the questions that people, including me, ask him on a regular basis. Truth be told, we can look on the internet for information and never get a proper answer, and I’ve found comfort in knowing someone who will give me the information I need when I need or, or when I’m curious about it. So there’s a new page that will answer some of those nutritional questions for us, and he’s ready for it to get even bigger than it is now.

Take a look at the beginning, where there are only 10 questions so far, and if you feel comfortable with it all, then maybe you’ll have found someone, as I have, who can help you with some of your issues. He’s also available for consulting, and if you’re really nice to him, he might bake you a loaf of bread. Oh yeah; if you want to know what “Srim” means, click on the very first word of his main page; hey, I’m not supposed to make everything easy for you!

Wash Your Hands After Going To The Bathroom!

Posted by Mitch on Mar 15, 2008

Did you know Eddie Murphy supposedly washes his hands 15-20 times a day? Many thought he was obsessive compulsive until he explained that he shakes a lot of hands in a day and knows many men don’t wash their hands, and since he doesn’t want to take any chances with his health he’s constantly washing his hands.

I don’t blame Eddie one bit. I always wash my hands after I’ve gone, no matter which way, and I always cringe when I see men leave without doing so themselves. I always imagine that I’m going to walk out the door and one of them is going to want to shake my hand, and I’m going to cringe when they come near me. There’s presently a commercial on TV where you see a guy walking around with a toilet attached to his arm to indicate he hasn’t washed his hands, and people are shirking to get away from him whenever he puts his hand out.

It’s been proven that many diseases are spread by bad hygiene as it concerns the hands. The spread of hepatitis in my county many years ago by people not washing their hands in restaurants led to us passing a plastic gloves law for anyone handling food. Studies have come out recently saying that most colds are passed by hand-to-hand contact and could be eliminated if people used soap and water on their hands. And don’t let me get started about the recent news story about lemons; ick.

So, please, men and women, wash your hands when you come out of the bathroom. If you’d like to see more, take a look at this link from the Straight Dope people.