Hi, being diagnosed a diabetic put the fear of god in me at the time. I was very low, cried a lot even cried in the supermarket at one point with frustration of not knowing what to buy to eat. Changing your diet is a nightmare at first for everyone. Then now 8 weeks on I came through it all, and yes it was a blessing in disguise for me, [ don't get me wrong I definitely didn't want to be a diabetic ] but it was a wake up call I needed. I feel healthier, not boated anymore, eat healthy [ before I was a snacker ] I put this down to grief of my husband being disabled now and the loss of my lovely son ] [ they were both in a motorbike accident.] I piled on weight I didn't need. Now lost over a stone and a half from Jan this year down to 11st. Just sat around and drove everywhere. Yes I was depressed through grief. Now I try and leave the car away from were I am going and walk. The grief for my son will always be with me as long as I live, I can never do anything to bring my son back but I can have a life with diabetes because I wont let it beat me, I will do what it takes to stay healthy, this actually has been my wake up call if you know what I mean.