The Old Me Is Dying Because Of This Chronic Illness
A poem and prose about old comforts and new health

One Piece- small piece while watching, ‘One Piece’
Then
the old me closes the door of my mind bows as she lets new Me
In on new secrets naturally sweet ones
memories are bound— by crusty bread and deep red wine
Even though I am managing my Type 2 Diabetes pretty well, this morning I was very upset. I was upset because even the smallest amount of chips or the tiniest piece of cake can throw my blood sugars off balance.
The kicker is that even healthy foods tend to be off limits to diabetics. Those of you who can eat cereal, banana, milk, fruit juice and not have to count blood sugars, are actually very blessed.
Then again, the stats say that 37 million Americans have diabetes or are pre-diabetic, so many will walk into this doom as well and I’d rather people not board this ship.
I was in the support group online last night and a woman said, “What is the point of living if I have to live like this? I tie my joy to food and family!”
I understand.
Even though food in itself is not as important during a gathering…it does help foster memories and is a huge part of life. I think of family when I think of a birthday cake. I think of romantic love when I think of the Italian restaurant my husband and I went to during one of our anniversaries. It was a great, upscale restaurant that is no longer around, but loving memories are tied to the parmesan veal and crusty bread, with deep red wine.
I found myself back in the cycle of despair and anger. Most days I do really well avoiding carbs- which is also bad for diabetics because carbs break down into sugars, so basically any food on this planet can potentially harm my blood.
However, towards the middle of the day and after speaking with my husband about my feelings, I felt a small weight lift from me.
The old Erica never paid attention to her body. She was on autopilot. She thought she would be healthy and vibrant forever(and perhaps she still can).
However, New Erica is the captain of her ship(body), she is aware of all that is happening in her body and instead of feeling defeated, she tries new workouts she watches on social media, she finally opens up cookbooks with vegan recipes (still eat meat), she reads new authors who write about overcoming.
As I opened up the freezer for the frozen turkeys to eat with a boiled egg, I realized that when I laugh or when I am relaxed my blood sugars go way down. My husband can be a jokster sometimes and he said really funny stuff that had me rolling over in laughter. I was laughing hard too while watching Majin Buu turn people into chocolates(come on Dragon Ball Z fans!)before gulping them down.
I checked my blood sugar.
The meter said 79…that was perfect.
I think chronic illnesses, if looked at holistically, is simply detrimental if we allow it to be. I understand that some illnesses get worse over time or are worse than others. Diabetes is my nemesis because I am a person who likes food and large quantities of it as a matter of fact. Diabetes put the “smack down” on that. I have to watch my portions and work out even when I don’t feel like it.
I can also say that diabetes saved me because I am forced to incorporate a lifestyle that will hopefully break a generational genetic curse and help me to live longer.
Three cheers for good health and vitality!





