November is Diabetes Awareness Month
The woman I called my mother-in-law was actually my late husband’s stepmother. She was what one might call formidable. She was large, opinionated, and stubborn, but I liked her. When she was in her fifties, she was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes.
Although she was good at taking her insulin and other meds, she pretty much ate whatever she wanted, spent her days watching daytime television, and didn’t seem to care that she was around 50 pounds overweight.
She was surprised when she had to stop driving because she couldn’t feel her feet, angry when her vision became impaired, and furious when her kidneys got so bad she needed dialysis three times a week. She was a classic example of what not to do. She died due to complications, not the least of which was having to have both her legs amputated at the hip.
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