The first day of the rest of my life

The title of this post is something I think about every day-the rest of my life.  I have had type 2 diabetes for 12 years now.  I was diagnosed shortly before my mother died-of complications of diabetes.  She was 61.  Her mother died of complications of diabetes also at the age of 61.  See the pattern here?  I am currently 53.  I have 8 years left of life if I look at this in a fatalistic point of view.  Or I have 8 years to prove the pattern wrong.  I choose the latter course.

I have a long way to go before I can say I have this under control.  I am currently struggling with an A1C of 9.2.  I just started Byetta today and I am already taking 2500 mgs of metformin spread over the day.  I exercise and I follow a low carb lifestyle.  I am also menopausal which causes other complications in control. 

But, I am not a quitter.  I am made of sterner stuff.  I am determined that I will fight to preserve my life and health and beat the pattern of dying at the age of 61.  I owe it to my daughter who is 34 and my granddaughter who is 10.  Let the pattern stop with me!