My doctor did set me up with a nutritionist, who gave me some suggestions on how to change my diet. But mostly the recommendation seemed to be to look at food labels and avoid them if any of the first three ingredients was sugar in any form. It was easy enough to do, so that's what I did. But it turned out that it wasnt the right thing to do.
In 1990, I moved from Boston to Florida to live with my brother, who was diagnosed with diabetes a few years later. I started the Defeat Diabetes Foundation, which is a nonprofit organization dedicated to informing and educating the general public about diabetes and its prevention and management.
At the clinic, a team of doctors, including a neurosurgeon and a general practitioner, tried to figure out what was going on. Finally, the endocrinologist told me that my diabetes was out of control. My hemoglobin A1c was 14.7%; it was the second highest theyd ever seen.
As time went by, I knew I was going to live. My sister set up an appointment at the Joslin Diabetes Center in Boston, and the doctor up there put me on insulin. Im very grateful to him for literally saving my life.
If you have diabetes, it can be easy to feel sorry for yourself and say, "Why me? Why not somebody else?" But I dont feel angry at all. Everybodys got something that will seem like an insurmountable challenge. If you dont now, you will down the road.