Hello. My name is Joe, I am 49 and at the moment I live in Turkey but I am from London. I teach English at a local school and have two daughters, a 16 year old who is in England and a 9 year old who is here in Turkey.
This is a blog I did somewhere else but I thought I would let it stand as an intoduction here. Well, I like to recycle.
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I thought my blood pressure was a bit high. I’d been getting what I thought of as stress headaches. I’d put them down to letting the little b******s at school get to me. Why they were suddenly getting to me so much now wasn’t clear, but I had been short tempered and devoid of patience recently.
Anyway I must have been worried somewhere deep down because I went to the doctors. I normally avoid going to the doctors unless something is actually bleeding.
It turns out that the diabetes that I have cheerfully considered under control, because I have cheerfully been ignoring it, is back. It’s back…and this time it’s personal.
I was diagnosed five years ago with type 2 diabetes. I went on drugs for it and for high blood pressure. When I moved to Turkey three years ago I stopped taking the drugs. I seriously felt better than I had done in years. I lost a lot of weight, was exercising more and my diet was a billion times healthier. Plus I had cut down on my alcohol consumption to the extent I stopped thinking of myself as border line alcoholic. And for the past three years I was fine. Honestly really fine.
The past couple of months though I have been ill quite a lot. Just low level feeling ****, taking to my bed, wiped out type ill.
So I went to the doctors and did some blood tests. My blood sugar is ridiculously high. So welcome back to the drugs.
In a way it is good. Perhaps my short temper and constant exhaustion may not be just me getting old. Maybe the drugs, along with me taking the condition seriously and watching what I eat and drink and exercising in a more organised way will bring me up to a happier, healthier state.
Perhaps. Maybe.
This is a blog I did somewhere else but I thought I would let it stand as an intoduction here. Well, I like to recycle.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I thought my blood pressure was a bit high. I’d been getting what I thought of as stress headaches. I’d put them down to letting the little b******s at school get to me. Why they were suddenly getting to me so much now wasn’t clear, but I had been short tempered and devoid of patience recently.
Anyway I must have been worried somewhere deep down because I went to the doctors. I normally avoid going to the doctors unless something is actually bleeding.
It turns out that the diabetes that I have cheerfully considered under control, because I have cheerfully been ignoring it, is back. It’s back…and this time it’s personal.
I was diagnosed five years ago with type 2 diabetes. I went on drugs for it and for high blood pressure. When I moved to Turkey three years ago I stopped taking the drugs. I seriously felt better than I had done in years. I lost a lot of weight, was exercising more and my diet was a billion times healthier. Plus I had cut down on my alcohol consumption to the extent I stopped thinking of myself as border line alcoholic. And for the past three years I was fine. Honestly really fine.
The past couple of months though I have been ill quite a lot. Just low level feeling ****, taking to my bed, wiped out type ill.
So I went to the doctors and did some blood tests. My blood sugar is ridiculously high. So welcome back to the drugs.
In a way it is good. Perhaps my short temper and constant exhaustion may not be just me getting old. Maybe the drugs, along with me taking the condition seriously and watching what I eat and drink and exercising in a more organised way will bring me up to a happier, healthier state.
Perhaps. Maybe.