Not so good news, but not entirely bad

So my test results came back on the 2hr glucose test. I am borderline type 2 diabetic. My wonderful beautiful genes that have been passed on have also gave me this little ditty! Why it's not entirely bad news is that it's easily taken care of by diet and exercise. *I just have to get rid of the sweets hanging around the house (and not buy any more) and take up running (hmm) or some sort of exercise. Maybe I'll join a gym, maybe. Anyway, I just gotta do it, they'll be testing me every three months for a while to keep tabs.


*This reminds me of the story of Moses and the children of Israel. When they were bitten by snakes and all they had to do was look to be healed. All I have to do is watch what I eat and exercise, it seems so easy and yet I'm reluctant to do it. But I will, because I want to be here for my family and I don't want to be sick.

32

I can't believe how fast we grow up. Yep, that says it all. 32. That's my new number, until next year, then I'll trade up for 33. My kids asked me how old I was and they said "WOW!" when I told them. But really it's not that old, and I keep telling myself age is just a number and you are as young as you feel. I feel like I'm still 25 (most days) and people tend to agree (not on the feeling, but on the looking). :) So maybe I'll just be 25 for a while, until people change their mind and say I look 40 instead.

Happy Easter!