I'm sorry folks! but I get cross when I read the words "ill" or "illness". As far as I'm concerned my T2 is a condition, to be dealt with as is my husband's T1. I am not ill. In fact for a 61 year old, I'm fairly fit. Not up to playing club level tennis. I don't have the co-ordination for that and despite a left side weakened by a stroke 5 years ago, I walk miles. I did 5.5 on Saturday in 1 hour 45 minues, including a hill and with an injured toe. I followed it up on Sunday with 2 in 35 minutes. Tuesday I did 4 miles, up and down hills, in 1 hour 10. I'm not fast, but getting there.
I can do anything I need to and most of what I'd like to.
My metabolism isn't perfect, but it's not stopping me.
I'm lighter than I was 30 years ago, which has been and still is hard. I've got rid of the depression I had following the stroke. I cook, I clean and I garden.( and knit and sew) i campaign for diabetic care. I'm too busy to be ill. I hardly have time to sit and read a book.
That's what I like: too much to do and no time to snack or nibble or get bored