This morning I pulled my hand out of the pocket of my jacket, holding an empty chocolate wrapper and some candy. I stared at it, a reminder of an earlier life. It did not seem to be from my, this life. Chocolate? I don't eat chocolate, never mind candy. I diligently count carbs (carbohydrates). Check BGL many times a day.
When my GP gave me the diagnosis, my old life vanished. It explained why I had been extremely tired all the time, at times barely able to keep my eyes open; why I had been unable to focus my thoughts, and not been able to remember where I put my keys just a moment before. Never mind all the stuff that went wrong thanks to my forgetfullness. Thanks to the lack of energy I barely could keep up with daily life, the chores one has to do, never mind friends. Thanks to my new lifestyle I am (very) slowly getting some energy back, and my mental focus is not quite as blurred any more.
Sorry to all my friends and aquaintances for dropping out of sight and hearing range. I will try to better myself ( I know, I know, on some level it is hopeless ;) )
