Time for the blood draw

Today is a day that I have been waiting for since the end of July. I have been through a plateau, beating myself up, sabotage, hard work, guilt, patience, eating wrong, eating right, sleeping bad, sleeping good, blood sugars up, blood sugar down and wondering what the heck my blood tests are going to say about me for the past 3 months.

As I waited anxiously for today to come I thought back of all the guilt I had for all I went through. Then I reminded myself...I FEEL AMAZING! I AM AT SUCH A BETTER POINT THAN LAST YEAR THIS TIME! MY WEIGHT IS DOWN! MY BLOOD SUGAR NUMBERS ARE DOWN OVER ALL! I AM SLEEPING BETTER! I AM EXERCISING MORE! I AM EATING RIGHT! It has to be ok results. I find out the results next Wednesday. But even if my A1c didn't go down to 6.5 like the doctor and I wanted. And even if my weight didn't go down 12 lbs like my doctor and I wanted...I AM DOING BETTER! MUCH BETTER! And for that, I am so thankful!

I can do everything in my power to do right by my body. But sometimes it has a mind of it's own and does what it wants even if I am doing everything right. And I am learning to be ok with this. I accept this.

So, all you that are frustrated out there...hang in there...practice some patience and acceptance and turn your head to another uplifting thing that has bettered yourself. It worked for me...here's hoping it works for you too.

Now, it is snowing beautifully out and I need to clean the car off. And let the phlebotomists fish around in my arms, hands and feet to get blood. I am not an easy blood draw. I know they feel bad for me. But I just tell them I am used to being a human pin cushion. I won't lie...it does hurt sometimes and I look bruised all over. But I am tough, I can handle it. I hope I get Roxy...she's pretty good.

**Deep breath in~~~~~~~** Wish me luck!