Yes, it’s been a long while. There were reasons for disappearing, and I’ll tell you now.
I had to come to terms with the fact that I’m diabetic.
It was a hard thing to accept. I didn’t know how to proceed with this blog. I’m a private person, not given to exposing much of my inner life. And diabetes is all about your innards, to put it crudely. How was I going to write a food blog now? Food is always one of my great passions. Should I change the blog to reflect….what, exactly?
While I was debating, I almost lost a foot. A blood blister on a toe opened and became infected. No gruesome descriptions of the consequences here. What I don’t like to read, I don’t write. But without the devoted attention of the nurse at my health clinic, the infection would surely have developed into gangrene. It’s very likely that I would have had to amputate the foot, because of diabetes.
Life is too short, folks. There’s still so much I want to accomplish, to see and learn. I’m older, 63 as of this writing, but the fires still burn. And my loved ones need me; will need me for a long time yet. I’m not willing to pay for my mistakes with a shortened life or a lost limb. Gonna fight this thing.
I decided that it was time to talk about being diabetic here. I don’t intend to bore you, reader, with accounts of my diet, my blood sugar readings, my attempts to lose weight. Or throw statistics at you to support my posts. What I’m looking forward to now, is allowing myself to post as things come up, whether it’s about a low-glycemic snack or a cheesecake I baked for my grandson’s birthday. If I cook a rich polenta, I want to post the recipe without feeling as if I should apologize and explain (“I only ate a spoonful and filled up on salad…”).
I’m done with denial. Done with self-blame. I’m moving forward, ready to write.