So, I’m reading this flyer about how stress can affect somebody who has diabetes. The body will release extra glucose into the blood stream in response to stress-filled situations. Wonderful. Extra glucose for a person who is diabetic is going to make their glucose readings soar. Not good.
I had gotten to the point in the flyer where the authors of the piece were advising the reader to try to determine what was causing the stress in their life. Then, they said to talk to your diabetes-care team. I think, “And, they’re going to help me hire a hit man?” I had to laugh.
Anyway, stress is generally on my mind around this time of year. There is the guilt I feel for not wanting to be a dutiful daughter. There is the agony I go through as I try to decide on the best gifts to give to different people. These things by themselves ought not to bother your regular Joe all that much. But, they have always bothered me and as I read that flyer the concern that I worry a lot worries me. It’s like this never ending cycle.
The way I figure it, I am trying to look at things from a different perspective:
1. God (or my higher self) would never give me anything to do that I cannot handle or that isn’t in my best interest to think or learn about.
2. I can pickup on the fact that there is something that is not quite right and I can do a little bit of psychological healing.
Anyway, that’s enough for now. I gave up smoking. I gave up drinking. I have made inroads into the idea that exercise is a good thing and in joining Curves started doing something positive in that direction. I may never end up looking like Miss America, but I think I am slowly, but surely moving to a place where I might not need to worry as much as I used to.