Another day of low blood sugar. Another day of no treadmill for me. No beating myself up, though - how would that be honoring my body? - just got on the phone to ask my doctor for advice as well as making an appointment with the diabetes educator for two weeks from now.
There was a moment today when I sighed deeply and longed to be transported back to the blissful ignorance of my existence a month ago, but it was a brief detour because I know that I was killing myself back then and I want to live. Sure, this is lots more work than that was, but good things take work, and living a longer and healthier life is definitely a good thing.
And besides, I'm totally worth it.